POEM STARTER
Out of Reach
Write a poem about something that always seems just out of reach.
Always - just - Out of Reach
It’s always something I can imagine, but never something I can seem to get. If that’s even the right word.
I’ve learned to keep to myself. If I let too much of myself out, they always walk away. Am I too much? Am I not enough? I don’t understand.
It always seems to be just out of reach.
But why?
Every time, he walks away. Every. Time.
What am I doing wrong?
Sharing too much?
Caring too much?
Is me simply being there too much?
I’ve been described as overbearing, so now I just describe myself as extremely introverted & socially awkward (w/ bad social anxiety), & I very much keep to myself.
Unless you’re someone who’s close/good friends w/ me, in which case I can be myself completely around you.
I actually feel bad bc when I have a crush on someone, I don’t mean to but by habit I get nervous, choke up, overthink, & wind up just closing myself off. I’ll ask questions abt you when I work up the courage, but I don’t really share anything abt myself bc I have a tendency to over share & I’m afraid of making things awkward.
Mess It Up by Gracie Abrams? Yeah, that’s me.
It’s always right there; but always out of reach.
- so close, yet so far -