Who gives a shit
About how many likes
Your last post on Instagram got?
Oh right
You do
& I used to be the same
Wondering what I could do
To reach fame...
But at the end of the day
I'd rather have ten likes
on a poem that I worked
My ass off for
Because ten people in a room is much more
Then I'd really be comfortable with anyway
And these ten people may even comment
We may have a conversation out of it
Out of me chatting shit
So why chase likes?
Instead chase your dreams
Put a pen to paper
& just write
Write everything you
See
Feel
Breathe
Poetry is where life is
It's alive if you want it to be
It's here for you more than you believe
& the people who are on the same journey
Are here too
Maybe at a different stage
But still the same road
Not distracted by sign posts
That scream a lack of dignity
Or toxicity
Or evil
So crave simplicity in these times of need
& fuck what's considered acceptable if you're happy
Keep chasing those dreams
Instead of acceptance of others
Chase what life really should be
Follow the laws of living healthily
& aim to be free