Poetry

When You Have No Creativity – [54/365]

Breezy Sunday by Kori | Written 2/26/17

This isn’t a white tie affair,

there was once whenI used to have a dairy.

Mountains of marble notebooks that kept secrets better than me.

He found them and said,

“This is what you think of me?”

(Frozen in fear)

“Rewrite them and be happy.”

Change your memories.

It’s brainwashing.

I have no secrets,

the internet knows me better than myself.

You can open up to me if you want,

but my mind as always been one to close at the wrong time.

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