(Genre: Creative Spontaneous Writing (I guess..(?)))
Who are these people zooming online..?
What individual and/or collective judgmental forces might be speaking to them..?
About my individual inseparable entity,
When everyone leaves the zoom chat..?
Yes..,
I’d guess another paranoid rhyme would be,
“Who do they know, where are they at”,
As well as,
What digital contextually narrowed misunderstandings consciously eradicated out of context,
Could these forces of hate,
Create..?
Certain words are excluded creatively,
Right in front of me..,
What new definitions will be formed by those who came before us,
To brilliantly manipulate each other against us!?
FIGURATIVELY SPEAKING: It’s like I just do NOT “have a ball”,
Where these exclusive entities just keep,
Bouncing off of my head,
According to my attention seeking mentality of wishing others would just empathize with me,
And even though my label and/or impressions may cause certain assumptions,
Well,
I’m more than just a selfish juggler,
On another level,
When the test score pressure is off,
I can pass the ball,
I can get at least three,
Yes..,
Consecutive threes..,
When the pressure remains off,
While the narcissistic tripod,
Remains watching me
Zach Dana Writing 