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  Jun 30 Elena Rosi
Lostling
From young, we play--
Tiny hands, big dreams

Then they hand us books,
And say, study hard.
Why?
So we can work in the future.

Why work? To enjoy.
Then work more
To enjoy a little more.

A loop,
Endless and spinning

So I say good riddance!
I denounce this life and laugh in its face.
It has no meaning.
Not unless you give it one.

The world can give you a hundred reasons.
But none of them are yours
Write your own answer.
Life is a tool. What will you do with it?
  Jun 30 Elena Rosi
1DNA
Would you rather
Live the life you want
and hurt?
Or live the life you need
In hurt?
Contemplating
  Jun 30 Elena Rosi
rick
it’s sad to say
that nowadays
a smile
is more often
used
to hide depression
rather than
express
happiness.
Elena Rosi Jun 29
A smile
A try
Higher
A lie.

A smile: we play and laugh.
It’s all that I have.
A try: alone again. Don’t cry
There’s something I can’t let go by.

Higher: pain grows. Night unfolds.
Anger. Hatred. Fire.
The stakes are higher.  
A lie: I scold and question who I call me.
I answer with a lie, wrapped in a plea.
But I’m blind— can’t see, can’t see.

This process is ****.
The pieces don’t fit.
But I won’t quit.
Let’s talk about it.
What’s the matter tonight dear? Even when everything else is fine, you don’t have to put yourself in happy mode. Liana, hate isn’t the answer. You know…. Talk to yourself. Speak truth.
Elena Rosi Jun 29
I'm not depressed
I'm not depressed.
Is it too complex?
I just need solace...

I just had a bad day
Just had a bad week.
There's always a way,
But sometimes I'm weak.

I know how to smile,
I've done it through pain.
But walking on fire
is not really a gain.

If I don't eat,
It's cause' I don't wan to.
If I lay down,
It's cause' I want to.

If I draw and not write
If I watch and not talk.
Doesn't mean I'm not right.
I can stop running, and walk.

I'm living life, I fall.
But that doesn't mean
I'm not giving it my all.
Feeling sad or weird a couple days, doesn't mean I'm depressed. Give it a break. Do what you want. Then come back to life. That's my plan :)
Elena Rosi Jun 27
There’s eleven players in soccer
I’m eleven in one, mother f*

I’m a goal keeper
And a striker
I feel as I go deeper—
I couldn’t be blinder.

We feel the pain
And still, we play.
A broken leg,
And still, we tread.

You’re a goal keeper
Striker and center field
But you won’t give up.
Do we have a deal?
I don’t play soccer lol. It just feels sometimes like we play a game alone. But we never face anything that we’re not strong enough to overcome. I feel you! (The curse word couldn’t be left out. It rhymes 🤷‍♀️)
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