by Tehreem Zahra
My writing style is changing
I was thinking about evolution the other day
It's weird, it's really strange, I can rhyme everything I won't say
Like I'd like eggs for breakfast tomorrow and that I'd love to see your face
And I have started to be a little more honest with myself and that's concerning
I'd like to delete the previous text but then living is about learning
To be cool while be yearning
Okay! I regret writing all that I just did,
If only I could go back to when I was a kid
Because monsters under the bed must be quieter than the voices inside my head
And these voices, they're so friendly, I can't help but oblige
Only for remorse and revulsion to be my prize
Tehreem is a creative soul with a passion for writing, art, and music. As the founder of a feminist nonprofit teen literary magazine, Tukhm e Umeed, she advocates for change through words. With a love for autumn, cozy atmospheres, and aesthetics blending dark academia, whimsical and cottagecore, her personal style reflects her introspective and artistic nature. She has a deep love for poetry, art, Taylor Swift, and cats.