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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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2026/01/22

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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2026/01/27

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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2026/01/28

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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2026/02/02

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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2026/02/03

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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2026/02/05

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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2026/02/07

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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2026/02/08

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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2026/02/09

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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2026/02/10

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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2026/02/11

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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2026/02/12

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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2026/02/14

💔   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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2026/02/15

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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2026/05/14 - True Life Hidden

Sorry for not posting in a bit, I've been goin' through some stuff and idk.   Jen, or Night Life Finally, it was night again. Jen sighed in relief as she pulled the pink hoodie on. She was a different person at home—herself. She sat on her bed and opened her laptop—she could be herself, just… not like this. Jen put on her headphones and entered the world of her dreams—a place she could be around others and be herself. She could be Jen.   - Lily
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2026/05/17 - Mirage and Hell

I apologize if these are repetitive or stupid 😊  Whoa, italic emoji? Weeeeiiiirdd edit: nvm it went away lol   Impossible I can't think—can’t speak, For if I do I will die. Though I'm already dying, My brain is frying, I'm on the brink, Yet I can't let myself think.   I need to get better, I can't remember, Because memories are thoughts, And I must not return.   Hovering I can't stand them Standing, ha
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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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2026/05/19 - Reminders

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh   Walls of Memories Markings on the wall— Symbols and icons that reference the life of a person you will never meet. It's art— The soul of a community— Spanning the ages—the lives. Shared ideas, thoughts, emotion, meaning.   Erased—for order or cleanliness. Years and lives, gone, before I can add mine.   Lines Lines—painful reminders triggering thoughts and images unwanted. Lines, murdering me from within
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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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2026/02/20

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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2026/02/21

Better Person Sometimes you just have to suck it up, And be the better person. Sometimes you just have to realize, That your feelings don’t matter. Sometimes you just need to see, That you don’t need to argue. You don’t need to complain, You can just do it, And enjoy it, Enjoy helping others.   Deeper Understanding You know when you really get someone? When they say something, And are ridiculed? Dismissed? Silen
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2026/02/22?

Ok. The reason for the odd title and thumbnail is because I'm gonna start keeping the after-midnight writing separate from the daytime ones. I wrote these after midnight last night, which was technically today, but that's just confusing. Plus, I want to post them now, but also might write more today, and then would have to go back and edit to add them. So it makes sense, right? Also the reason for "22?" is because it works I guess and still fits alphabetically between .../22 and .../23. So yup.
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2026/05/20 - First in the Book

Never Neat Always "not quite"—never explainable. I can never explain, never tell them what I am. Undecided, confused—no label letting me claim it. Why can't I ever be?   Guess i only wrote on ethat day, hmmm .. - Lily  
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2026/02/25

Posting backlogg   Helpless I can’t watch this, I can’t read this, I just can’t.   It’s all too much, this hate. It’s all so wrong, our fate. Was I born too late?   I feel something deep within—watching this unfold. I feel fear, anger, and deep deep wrongness. I can only ignore it so long—until they come for me.   I feel helpless—paralyzed—watching I feel sorrow and depression. I can only dream, hope, and plea.
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2026/05/21 - Day 2

From the Insanity Book / Deathnote   Hangin' wit' da Girls Finally, I feel more alive than I ever have. More connected to reality, to these other living being. I feel like one of them, though my body still needs fixin'.   Social Stuntin' I do it so they laugh—always have. I feel like I gotta vomit—but it's aight. I meed to fit in, stand out, be one, a human, just a girl.   i wrote so much and so little.. - Lily
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