Showing posts with label isolation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label isolation. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 21, 2025
so bored
in east york. ill try to make a rhyme about how bored and lonely i feel about being isolated in many levels of life.
boring boring boring time
squeezing life out of limes
there isn't much juice there
but squeeze squeeze squeeze anyway
the pressure on me to maintain this
free market people rape me in
is like the worst thing
about all of this unpaid driving
im 46 now you might get there
ive already been summered in
take me to your age group
ill see what can be done
these people you dont see, the third party market son
better run for cover mom run run run
dont bother with the apps they track you all day and all night hun
they talk non stop shit about you, they talk til youre done
fed up with the intrusion of your psyche, youre privacy is gone
screaming get the fuck out but you must be dreaming
its just you and your devices but wait theres more people in the room conceiving
these curious ears you dont know where from.
when its found out we are quorum sensing when we feel intruded upon
these third parties harvesting will be did and already done
the damage worldwide had already started
the momentum all as one
huge group of the intruded upon
the smart ones, the curious, the open, the creative ones, all of them, it took them down one by one
in the name of for what did they mean by
ghosting a girl darling you know boys do that to women because theyre gay silly
they cant admit it so they hide and ruin many women
i guess youre right now that you said it ill have to think about how its done
finding a friend a partner who has one
a brain remember but not a cloudy one
ill keep my ears open ill look more in the sun
to find a perfect partner must mean i dont see them or feel them at all
my imaginary boyfriend, my husband to be, my boy friends, and everything to see
denied to you and women like me
because they isolate us they intrude theyre not a third party theyre in front of your face like food
youre humgry so what do you do
you push it back and run away
crying and vowing not to shut up
about gender inequality and the way these gay boys stand out ignoring ghosting and wasting good women all in a days work all in a month or so till the end of the year forever its done theyre gone so dont let these gay guys court you.
you better run. take up apps again and listen to them talk shallow as hell pathetic whining babies so many disparaging comments when youre just by yourself along it must be pachitzophrenia it must be someone something stole- its my market mom its my market that has done this to me
brought me pain brought me strife brough me all this shit to do and they steal everytjing anyway i dont have much but i give it away i hope someone pays but im telling you now no one does.
Posted by
nico tiro aka mkicrattzzi (michelle nicole godinez tirona)
at
5/21/2025 09:26:00 PM
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cereal,
creative poetry,
harassment,
isolation,
law making,
poem,
third party

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