Sometimes I'll write pretentious creepy sort of 'poem',
play with words to express feelings overflow.
If only that feeling is important enough for me,
to give it a form, a structure, to keep.
I follow no rules, and studied nothing,
just pretentious cringy freestyle expression of feelings.
I write in second language, and with my ears.
The distant unfamiliarity, gives me the space to be objective,
and freedom to breakdown, misuse on purpose.
Through the creativity I reorganize,
and combing through the feelings.
Through neurotic rewrites and tweaking, try to regain my sanity.
Something I can't help, but just be.
