This poem was inspired by my thoughts of feeling like I need to keep chasing goals that I don’t even know if I want. Sometimes it’s hard for me to explain my feelings. I wrote this poem to explain to my therapist why I have so much anxiety about being considered a failure in capitalism. Even though I know being a failure by capitalist standards is actually a good thing and I’ve written about it before. Onto the poem…
Why am I running
I’m letting the words fall so my soul can say what it’s so desperate to say
What’s the point of living my life running after things that I don’t even know I want
Talking to people who I don’t even know if I want to talk to
Searching for validation from institutions I don’t want to exist
It’s like I’m stuck in this simulation where everyone is running after something
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