{"id":98561,"date":"2021-06-26T22:35:43","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T02:35:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=98561"},"modified":"2021-06-26T22:35:43","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T02:35:43","slug":"the-real-me-9pm","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/the-real-me-9pm\/","title":{"rendered":"The real me&#8211;9pm"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>If you knew me-<br \/>\nthe real unedited<br \/>\nversion of me-<br \/>\nthe one I don&#8217;t let others<br \/>\nsee<br \/>\nyou would walk away<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve done so much<br \/>\nwith my life<br \/>\nmom and dad<\/p>\n<p>would be so proud<br \/>\nthough from the outside-<br \/>\nI&#8217;m so ordinary<\/p>\n<p>There was a time<br \/>\nI traveled for sex<br \/>\nI was a whore<br \/>\nnot too proud of that<\/p>\n<p>There was a time-<br \/>\nI would hurt myself<br \/>\ncut<br \/>\nrestrict<br \/>\npunch<br \/>\ntemporary solutions<\/p>\n<p>sometimes I want<br \/>\nto write nursery rhymes<br \/>\nto illustrate who and what I am<\/p>\n<p>There once was a girl<br \/>\nthat didn&#8217;t fit in-<br \/>\nso she stopped trying-<br \/>\nshe died from lonliness<br \/>\nand no one seemed to care<\/p>\n<p>But that&#8217;s not true-<br \/>\nis it?<br \/>\nI hope not<\/p>\n<p>Or maybe a different one<br \/>\nlike-<\/p>\n<p>There once was a girl<br \/>\nthat didn&#8217;t fit in-<br \/>\nshe just didn&#8217;t care<br \/>\nand did her own thing<br \/>\nShe lived a life well lived<\/p>\n<p>There are so many moments<br \/>\nwhere I think no one would<br \/>\ncare if I stopped living a life<br \/>\nwell lived-<\/p>\n<p>And instead<br \/>\njust existed<br \/>\na mere shell of what<br \/>\nI used to be<br \/>\nwas<br \/>\ncould be<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If you knew me- the real unedited version of me- the one I don&#8217;t let others see you would walk away I&#8217;ve done so much with my life mom and dad would be so proud though from the outside- I&#8217;m so ordinary There was a&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1290,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-98561","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/98561","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1290"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=98561"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/98561\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":98567,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/98561\/revisions\/98567"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=98561"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=98561"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=98561"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}