i haven't written a poem in years now br every time my pen hits paper its for someone else br answers to essays br tax forms br math br boring shit br shit that makes you forget you ever felt alive br three affairs this summer br my new way of trying to wake up br now im a liar br a cheat br and i dont feel any better br i used to be a goddess br i used to be a tornado br i used to dance with ghosts in grassy meadows br now i kiss boys to find myself br im a beggar br im a slutbr br anonymus anonymusbr br