Fallen clouds
Giddy
Dizzy
A shaken up soda
People pushing
Hoping for confetti
Soft voice like a girl
Abuse like artillery
Deplorable
Adorable
Cute enough to be chased after
Assault me for femininity
Or hope on my Ferris wheel on fire
Only winning when someone running after me
Dotting every I
Not letting a guard down
Digging trenches with strangers
Life can be okay if I watch out
I be happy rolling in the mud after a thunderstorm
Ignore hate and prejudices while laughing
I blow up balloons hoping for lift
Love myself most when I can’t give the time for those obstacle
It’s like levitating
Getting up to the ceiling
Regrets distant.
Raymond Hoffman has a background in political science and Southeast Asian Studies. He has taught in China for many years and currently is a fifth grade teacher in the Midwest. Poetry writing has been used by him as a coping mechanism for bipolar disorder for over a decade now. Sylvia Plath has always been a great source of inspiration, as has been Albert Camus. He has previously been published in Beyond Words Literacy Magazine, Sad Girls Club literary blog, Humans of the World literary blog, and Cathexis Northwest Press.
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