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They watch us, each move.

Hidden, they see us.

Quietly, they take us.

 

We are but ants to Them,

Living in a glass world,

On display,

Our daily lives,

Unbeknownst and unparseable to us.

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2026/02/20

Too Much Just a meal. Just a meal. Can I just eat a meal? Clearly not.   I want to leave. Won’t they please stop. This time it’s too much. Too loud. Too much. Too much. I can’t. I can’t. Let me leave. Please just stop. Please get along. Please stop. Please. Please just be quiet. Please be nice. I beg you. I can’t do this. I can’t sit here. It’s too much. So much. I do
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2026/02/19

I wrote this kinda late yesterday, so I'm publishing it now the next day.   Unlived She sat with them, happy. She sat with them, a rare joy. She sat with them, being herself—or trying. She sat there in one of the few amazing moments of her life. … She walked with them, through the night. She listened as they talked, sometimes joining. She rarely spoke, however. That was her way—as long as she could remember. It could be hell, but it was
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2026/02/18

Did I really miss three days? Oopsie.   I’m a Heart Sometimes I feel like a heart, In this cycle. Never stop working, No rest.   But I can’t rest—can’t stop. I’m on the treadmill—not slowing down. I’m on the wheel. To stop means chaos. To not means…a cascade.   So I keep going. Check it off, momentary relief, sigh and continue. Thus is the true cycle of life. If this is even life. It’s not what I dreamed of
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2026/02/15

Restrained Do you ever feel, Restrained? Do you want things, You can’t have? Or don’t have? Or won’t have?   Do you feel like what you truly want… …is wrong? And therefore… …you just continue along? Not loving what you do, But pretending to.    Not being passionate, Not expressing yourself, Not being you, Not exploring, Not fulfilling, Your inner truth.   Have you ever been scared,
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2026/02/14

💔   Tony Tony opened the door to the classroom and hunched—trying to remain unseen—as he awkwardly moved through the room to find his seat. It was the first day of 11th grade, and yet Tony still felt like he was just starting high school. He barely knew anyone, and certainly had no friends. He rarely spoke more than a sentence to his classmates. He tried to avoid speaking in general. Tony found his seat—luckily near the edge of the classroom—and set down his backpack quietly.
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2026/02/12

See previous day for part 1.   Day - pt. 2 Lily stood there, shocked. No one had ever wanted to spend time with her. No one had asked her to eat lunch with them. And here was Amy—someone Lily didn’t know but would certainly like to befriend—asking her just that. It felt great. “Yeah!” Lily said, smiling. “That would be great!” “Cool,” Amy said as they both walked out of the Statistics classroom. As they walked to the dining hall—Lily shivering all the way, Amy bundl
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2026/02/11

Day Lily woke up as they did any other day. Their brain suddenly turned on, and they groaned. They snuggled deeper into their covers, but the shrill alarm still sounded from their phone. And that phone—it was all the way across the room. Why had she put it their again? Oh, yeah. For moments like these, when she just wanted to sleep forever. It was so warm though. Why did she have to get up? Lily lay in bed pondering her existence, and eventually the phone silenced itself. He drifted of
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2026/02/10

The first one's title describes its own creation. Also, sorry I guess for all the posts, but I have a bit of a backlog.   Writing Past Midnight Lily glanced at the clock on her laptop, then back at the pitiful paragraph she’d written. 1:56am. Damn it, she’d done it again. Lily had let the days slip by, pushing off the essay, always “I can do it tomorrow,” until she couldn’t. She literally couldn’t. It was due at the start of class tomorrow. In 7 hours. Lily didn’t know what t
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2026/02/09

Easy;Waste IT’S EASY BUT IT’S NOT or maybe i just don’t want to do it IT SHOULD BE SIMPLE; I DO IT ALL THE TIME yet i waste hours—delay hours—on what inevitably takes ten minutes. WHY!! WHY MUST I DO THIS!! i just do. i do. i...do. whether i like to or not. I LIKE TO THOUGH!! AT LEAST…it depends. and yet i write this. and yet i write this instead. Just. Do. It. Please.   Pressure…Surface “I work best under pressure,” she says.
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2026/02/08

Some of these come from SUs...actually I think both of these are lol. So yeah.   24......2025..26 Twenty-twenty-six: Did I ever have a life before this? Was I truly I?   Twenty-twenty-five: What was this amalgamation? What happened in Spring? Summer? I remember only Fall, Winter. I remember only…what happened.   Split in two: First and second “halves.” With the second, and more prominent, leading to now.   Twent
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2026/02/07

Aaand that's the end of the catching-up. Here are two poems I wrote today. Hope you enjoy :3 And if not...that's okay too :3 Sometimes poetry can be boring...at least in my experience.   So Much;Too Little So much I want to accomplish—try—explore. So many ideas—thoughts—unborn creations. So much time—or so they say. So little time—is what I feel.   I have obligations—of higher priority. I have free time—but no motivation. I have countless ideas—u
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2026/02/05

Repetition I sit here in this stifling place. While you drone on, you drone. What you say is meaningless, though. You simply repeat what we already read. Why did I read it, if you're gonna say it? Sure, you add some. But you know what I think? You. Are. Talking. To. Yourself.   I raise my hand—you ignore it. A moment later—you steal my thoughts. You just want to hear your own voice. You just want to act like you
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2026/02/03

Challenge A challenge this is not. I sit here—you waste my time. The things you say—I already know. Yet still I fear—succumbing to overconfidence. Yet still I believe—one day you’ll say, Something new—something I need. Something not eye-glazing.   Instead I write this—sitting here. While you chatter along—and I can’t help but listen. I divide my attention—half-wasted. I’m surrounded by fools—or maybe they’re just more expressive of thei
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2026/02/02

I'm posting a few days where I wrote poems but was too busy to collect and post them here.   Homo-Gene-Ity It’s funny how you have thoughts You think are unique And then slowly realize Nothing you could possibly imagine or ponder has not been imagined or pondered by humans past.   Sometimes it’s nice to hear That others worry dream or think as you do But sometimes it makes you feel Like there’s nothing you can do that hasn’t been done.
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2026/01/29 *tiredddd*

ok so im like unarately tird but i hav lke 3 more poem ideas so ill maybe makef them tormorw this one i mostly wrote when i was suposde to be reading somhign bornng (whcih i read eventualy)   “Laws” and “Truths” I once followed them—with all their “rationality.” Now—eyes open—I see the truth. No, not the “truth” offered up by the reskinned clones—or shall I say the take-your-picks. The truth—as I know it to be. The truth—product of millenia. The truth
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2026/01/28

Hope y'al;l ike, this cost me sleep   Scream I want to scream—but can’t I’ve lost my voice. I can’t speak—rather, don’t. I’ve lost myself.   I wish to shout—but croak. Feeble attempts—ignored. I yearn to speak—free of these plaguing artifacts. Instead—this.   This—hell. This—forcing me to silence. This—social nightmare. This—“me.”   I don’t want this—never did. I want that—what they all have, what you
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2026/01/27

yEahhh. PrEtty much all of thE following wErE inspirEd by Ado (thE singEr), or J-Pop in gEnEral. MUSICCCC; HopEfully "UssEEwa" isn't too...you know. Also UssEEwa is the title of an Ado song, btw.   DANCE Happy am I for once. I want to dance—move. I bob to the beat—that wonderful beat. I feel better than I have in days—weeks—months—years? I am in one of those rare moments of light—moments less-rare?   How do I express this? Release this? Do I cont
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2026/01/26;

Yeah....so I didn't write for like two days, sorry 'bout that. I was kinda busy...but also didn't feel like writing and forgot, I guess. Didn't feel like writing today, either, but decided to write this after all. Yurp...   Artificial;Stupidity—Manufactured;Sickness I see the text wall— And am impressed; I begin reading— Wow—I think; It doesn’t take long—however— For that to shift;   The more I read— The sicker I get; It grows difficult
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2026/01/23 - More Lily

Here's more of the "fictional" character, Lily.   Emptiness Lily felt nothing; empty. She entered the classroom with an even pace and took her usual seat by the window. She stared out the window at the campus covered in snow and the few people shivering as they hastily made their way to the warmth. Lily felt no such warmth. She just wanted to get through yet another day, and she couldn’t care much for anything else. As her professor began the lecture, Lily turned her gaze toward t
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2026/01/22

Almost forgot, hehe. Wrote this quick poem. Yep.... I've been kinda busy so yah..   Expression New things, New expression, New ways, New feelings, What feelings? Too fast? Need to think. But good. Oh, yes, very good.   - Lily the _________
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2026/01/21

I didn't really feel like writing much today...so it's kinda short but here's more of Lily from me, Lily!   Recurring Lily had recurring thoughts sometimes. When she was in one of her depression and anxiety phases, they emerged like worms in the rain. They mostly retreated when the sun came out and Lily found peace, yet a few daring ones remained. Those, however, were more like the dried remnants of those thoughts. Lily barely noticed them when the sun broke through. It was a clou
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2026/01/20

Today, I decided to take a different approach than usual and write more of a classic fantasy story. Also, Lilith is an OC in someone's new RP that I only made two posts for...so I guess this might be her backstory? Or future? Idk. Or just some other character named Lilith. Anyway, enjoy! Maybe. Yeah...   Legends Lilith was tired. She had finally escaped the queen, and wanted to rest. Lilith knew she couldn’t though; she wasn’t done with her task yet. She still had to find it—the M
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2026/01/19

Me I feel like me, Whoever that may be. I feel like me, For perhaps the first time, you see.   I start losing that feeling, It slips between my fingers. No matter how tight I hold on, It finds a way to escape.   I may not post as much in the future. Or for a few days. I may even stop. But I'll try not to. May miss a few days though. Also for anyone who actually reads this, sorry I've just been posting these short poems... - Lily
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2026/01/18 :3

Ummm, so the first one is unfinished from the Before today, and the second is from the After. Also I rlly didn't wanna write anything else cuz I'm not feeling bad so I can't write anything.   Decisions Lily sometimes struggled with choices. Not always, but she often overthought decisions simple and impactful alike. Sometimes this was from someone introducing doubt: was she absolutely sure? Was it the best possible choice? Then she overthought it and essentially froze up or began t
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2026/01/17...

Know I need to know. I can't know. I should know? I don't know.   Feel What do I feel? What do I think? What am I? Who am I?   I guess I'm feeling like Szeth in Wind and Truth, if you know what I mean... - Lily
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