There once was a planet named Earth
Which apes took for all it was worth
And when the rivers ran slick
With a poisoinous ick
...
Colour and form, shapes and patterns
Is that not me?
A fortress, windows secured by battens
Is that what you see?
...
Have you walked the untamed land
And swam the virgin sea
Seen where rocks are turned to sand
Breathed air that's truly free?
...
These stark white walls give anxiety
And we know lifes spice is variety
Yet public buildings in totality
Are stark stark white
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West Australian artist, entertainer, and poet with mental health disorders. Success has yet to find me, but I've done a few years of stand-up comedy, been the MC for charity events, fashion shows and weddings, appeared in student films and a local mini-series, and am currently volunteering as a dj for Rockingham community radio station IPL Radio. I've been trying to make a living painting and selling art for the past three years, and I began writing poetry in earnest during this time, with the intention of creating a coffee table book of art and poetry.)
Narcissist
Self obsessed
Introspection, pride, and self-loathing
Loving my hair and my clothing
Repressed
Outgoing, confident, and cringe
Living a life that others could binge
In love
Cared for, wanted and supported
That I have value is often reported
But shove
All these ideas back away
That I'm somehow a liar is a thought that will stay
Well versed
In travel, book and song
But tempered with the knowledge I could always be wrong
Well rehearsed
Spontanaity is a trait that I practice
An illusion of a free-spirit, but the fact is
Im Scared
Of the bridges I've burned
Or of losing a life that I have not earned
Unprepared
To be someone I'm not
Or of being myself, but what else have I got?
Self obsessed
I project onto others the motives I know
Whilst pretending that I am above the ebb and flow
Pre-possessed
To feel shame for the fame I desire
To say I feel unentitled would make me a liar
Self obsessed
It's a failing of creatives I try to resist,
But who else writes a poem of self, but a narcissist?