So much me 🫣

(This thing is semi autobiographical.)

Yes I am rigid, I am bossy, maybe ferocious 

And I fight A LOT,

But I'm just an idiot.

An idiot with a superiority complex.

What I realised was that opportunities 

won't always come and kiss you on your cheeks.

(Yes, sometimes they do come to your lap and lay down like a good puppy but mostly.)

You seek for them, you yearn for them.

And there won't always be good people

to urge you to do it, to give you the push -

But who cares?

Anyways it's never their loss.

There are parts of you that crave recognition.

Those parts that contribute in forming your persona,

And only you know about them.

And it's your duty to oil them 

and keep them from rusting.

But you stand bitter faced 

like u bit a piece of raw ginger,

Watching others flaunt their talents.

In the corner sucking on sm iced Americano,

Cursing yourself for losing another stage.

But for once I decided not to be that.

I talked today

Sang today,

Tried ramen (that Korean noodles) 

with a weirdly delicious Radish pickle today

Learned to eat burger as a whole 

without dismantling it like a plumber.

All in the span of 2 hours.