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Who is in my head telling me I am not working enough? Who is the one telling me that I'm not doing enough? Who is the one telling me that I'm not worth the money they're paying me? Who is that? What right do you have to tell me this crap? To feed me this head poison so I have to feed my body cookies to get you to shut the fuck up? I am tired of you. You have been feeding me this noise forever. Every time I took a risk, every time I did something new, you fed me this noise that I am not good enough, that I don't know enough, all this crap. This has not helped me, this does not serve me. You know what? YOU'RE FIRED! I need a cheerleader, not you! I need to hear "you can do ANYTHING!" - what my parents tell me, what my good friends tell me. Not your voice, the voice that feeds me fear. All you give me is stress, worry, and ACNE! From now on I tell you to FUCK OFF! I am tired of you. I am tired of your negativity. Would you just look at how much I've accomplished in spite of you in my life? I do not need you to protect me. I need you to support me. That's your new job. You are on probation for 2 weeks or I find someone else and you hit the unemployment lines for dubious inner critics. |
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