These are my meaningless words on my meaningless page

and when I’m all finished I’ll spit on a stage 

or maybe my living room 

cause living is something I’m scared to do

this is my moment I am a poet, I pressure myself to be perfect and know it, that isn’t healthy,

putting less pressure on me is something that I am still learning

I know what I like and I know what I don’t 

I don’t care what you think cause I love what I wrote

I look at the haters and where the have been 

I’m happy to say that I am not one of them

call me a liar, continue to judge me

i write these poems till three in the morning 

i dont lie in my lyrics, understand that

but morals do not receive positive feedback