This is a reverse poem I wrote at a time when I was feeling bad about myself. I struggle with depression and anxiety. "I'm Not" I'm good for nothing I will never believe My life is meaningful I see the truth I'm worthless Even though my mind tells me I'm an amazing person I'm not Why am I so awful? (Now read from bottom to top)

i've been moving bad i hope you've been doing the same that way we're on the same playing field

Thank you for accepting me into this group. I write a lot or maybe not, not sure. This I wrote a few years ago regarding the state of America when a certain person took over the presidency and it still holds true to this day and probably getting worse. "Give me your tired, your poor,......your wretched..." The Titanic is sinking, Rats scurry hither and yon. The band plays on.. As if nothings wrong...play A request, a dirge.. As those that are wealthy, Purchase a passage On a lifeboat! Stealthy! The middle rummages for some vests, The poor?...well, They can carry our chests, our burdens. While.. Preacher and Pastor alike..speak amongst the chaos.. "For a kind donation, We can get you to safe station. This ship is built to last, Just praise God and hold on fast! My brethren, As I preach from this lifeboat safely on the sea... Let the sound of the band be a comfort to thee! As I care for those with me"... While for the poor dancing in desperation, The band, they fiddle. The Titanic is sinking! PEACE

thank you for all being here we are officially at 100 members. next stop 1 million lol

forbes tech leaders have been programming us to swipe after a few seconds keep doom-scrolling their apps, it’ll land you in the hands of natural selection it has never been easier to get ahead, yet people wanna live in regression but that’s on them and since they’re okay with going backwards they might as well go in those back pockets and pass me their credit cards