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