Seph Vi Poet Free verse

The Cold Truth

I have always had my own voice
but my peers chose not to listen
Instead they negged and bullied
or overlooked to support others
But now that my voice is freed
they all scramble to give credit
Or praise that I did not ask for
even though it's long overdue
It feels bitter and purely untrue
which is why their new compliments
do not mean anything at all to me
These people are all just echoes 
seeking my attention in the void
but I don't hate any of them at all
I just view them as mere shades
appearing on an empty, dimmed screen
Holding their hands out to reach me
but I refuse to listen to them now
It's my turn to tune out their speech
in favor of the peaceful silence
That my arts and crafts have given me.

Note: I wasn't comfortable mentioning it at the time and I probably should have, but this is a poem about the incels who are fake-nice. It was inspired by my short time in an online video game community where myself and other women gamers were targeted. It was an awful experience none of us deserved to go through. I kinda socially withdrew for a bit after that happened, honestly.

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