a garden of endless beauty,
infinite rows of treasures,
succulence in each petal, ambience in each stem
but you chose me.
you draw me tenderly from me root,
admiring my originality, my willing acceptance
“wow” you said.
she never put me in her hair and I once thought that meant I was special,
one you didn’t want to get tangled,
gripped and altered by your waves.
but now I know I’m just one of those that you roll between your fingers and appreciate from a far,
I thought you were saving me from the curls but I know now you wanted a thornier flower, a less willingly fallen flower
I’m just a pick-me-not.
The Writer Behind the Writing
Hi, I’m Jaz!
I’m a 19 year old, law student but my true passions lie in art and creativity. I’m a poet/writer, and also have my own youtube channel and podcast (which I started a few weeks ago). I’m also very passionate about human rights and making the world a better place for children and minorities especially. I think the arts are the best way for people to come together and it can be used to explore deep human emotions and experiences in a way science just can’t. I’m eager to bring black, POC, and LGBT+ stories into the limelight as they can often be neglected.
You can find my other work here, and subscribe to TOS to keep up to date with some of my other work.