I fear everyone I like, likes someone more than they do me
Not out of hate, but an inability to relate
They try to comfort me, say my fears are irrational
And yet they are so very probable
Humans, addicted to social interaction
They take a quick hit of me
Then move on to the main attraction
I’m just not enough I guess
I don’t give them what they need
Maybe they’re too used to the dopamine
From their Tik Tok feed
Wait, what’s that? Someone invited me!
Quickly, I find something to wear
Excited to be proven wrong in my despair
The people say hello, only half heartedly
That’s the moment I realize
Everywhere I go, situation regardless
An empty room, full of people
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If it's any consolation, most people are shallow anyways.
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Leaving that behind I will be reviewing this gorgeous poem today
Starting on strong with a good first stanza, the poet describes and captures that feeling where you try to socialize as much as you can, but it doesn't work out. People just don't you find you interesting enough, even though you try your best, Your first line itself captures that feeling of not being valued enough and never being the first choice. So your first stanza does wonders to elicit some feelings!!!
Ok the second stanza follows the same feeling but this time you're doubting yourself. As straightforward as those lines are, they relate to those raw thoughts in our mind.
However the last stanza in my opinion is the best. It proves that no matter how hard we try, we end up in this endless loop of misery, more misery, hope and then misery again.
The poet tried believing that their situation this 'feeling' wasn't so bad, but they slowly realize they're just as alone as they began.
Great piece overall!!!
This poem felt really relatable. I imagine like a lot of other writers here might feel the same, since writers tend to be introspective.
From my reading, it feels like the narrator is struggling to connect with people, but not simply because of shyness or lack of charisma. It seems to me they want to connect on a deeper and meaningful level, but they are anxious about their image, or whether or not they are good or interesting enough.
I liked the imagery of this part:
Everyone around them seems to hop from one social interaction to another, so the narrator is left feeling unwanted.
But one part that hit home was the ending:
It pivots shortly, and there seems to be some hope. But then poem ends with the narrator feeling more lonely than before. This poem felt very true to that kind of experience.
I had some trouble figuring out where each stanza ended and where one began, using <br> after each line helps. I don’t really have any other suggestions for the rest of the poem. I look forward to seeing what else you write!