My Name is Dan, I’m 22 and this is my honest Poem.
I was inspired to write this poem by a man called Rudy. Instead of being about him, it will focus on yours truly.
None of my friends know I write poetry, because I’m a “confident person” with no confidence at all. I was a “problem child”, who’s only problem was to be beguiled and easily riled.
Apparently I’m doing really well because I have a good degree and a good Job.
However, I spend too much time on dating apps on my phone, because broken hearts and a future unknown has made me scared of dying alone.
People tell me their jealous of me, because I’m so full of life and I have all this never ending energy, it’s true
Just know, I talk alot to keep my brain muted, my behaviour is mostly anxious rooted and the awesomeness of having all this energy should definitely be disputed.
I’m a psychologist and I try my best to help people who are struggling.
That means I ask people alot of questions, but if I think whether or not I should ask them of myself, I will quickly deny it, I won’t apply it, my tongue might start to wag but I’ll quickly tie it…..I guess you could say I’m a hypocrite.
I’m always trying to chase love, I think it’s because I’m scared of chasing my own shadows.
With girls I always seem to try and construct a perfect moment. I think it’s because I’m trying to make these painful thoughts a little less potent and create a sense of atonement.
My name is Dan.
Im more comfortable opening up to strangers than to my own friends.
It’s easy to rant to people who can easily turn and run away, but it’s scary to talk about your demons to people you wish to see another day whilst hoping they don’t look at you a different way.
I love greeting people with a smile and showing them I’m doing well.
It’s a message I try to put across any chance I can, I think it’s because if I say it enough maybe I’ll start to match up to their ideas of Dan.
My name is Dan and this poem is an attempt at honesty, but if you ask me about it I’ll dismiss and deny it with convincing modesty.