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Keywords ageplay 3244, age regression 2711, poem 557, lyrics 341, alt is mikzi 1
To be young again is sometimes my dream
An innocent child, looking lost, nothing seen
Naive, clueless, and in awe of all around
But most of all, with sincerety abound

Most of the time, it's my own little world
Maybe my fantasy that you've seen, read or heard
It stays between us strangers, like a safe little space
Save it, enjoy it, love it, you know, just in case

Because, all the rest, why do they assume and claim?
And think I'm weird, a threat, one to kill and shame?
I believe in health and safety, just like you do
Not hurting others, like you think, but would do to me too

I already worry if I'm doing everything well
A model citizen, a good cog in society's hell
Yet, it always lurks there in the back of my mind
Forcing a mask on my face like everybody I find

Since the moment you step out, it's a forced consent
Over what gets shoved to hearing, vision and scent
Everywhere you go there's that manufactured life
And everyone you meet has that depressing strife

Can't I sometimes take a break, or a pause?
What with how we're pushed on, written in to the laws
All the media, market, makeup and manners
It all sounds so lame, like repetitive answers:

Be stoic and selfish, but for the company's cause
Then become rich, and get rid of all your flaws
Be independent, yet a puny slave to their leash
And stay young please, but not like that, it's too freakish!

You should manipulate others, but keep it quiet and formal
And society will reward you, the exploiter looking normal
You should lurk behind their lives, and make them suffer in part
For a missed call, wrong word that will worry their heart

You should be the corporate leech, squeezing their function
Fucking them monthly, all in the name of consumption
Producing and spending, dangling the carrot
So you can "live well", "safe and sound", yeah alright

Tell me again, who are the ones exploiting
Controlling other lives with the robotic employment
Despite all in the world, there's still no sense of charity
Is it that strange I wanna go back to fantasy?

Don't blame me, it's harsh, I just wanna get by
Just like everyone, in this world, is made to try
Too bad you can't quit it all, even that is a crime
And in the end, it's selfish, need to think of your line

So again, I can't help, to think on my earlier youth
To a simpler time, yes, it was the innocent truth
Where personality, growth, mistakes were accepted
Nurtured, cared for, and obviously expected

But most of all, you were loved for who you were

Doesn't matter what, who, or where you were

Let me revert and go back to my own little space
And still play along your rules in place
Let me be my own age and pretend it felt
And still place limits, as you want it dealt

Let me imagine a time, a better past to visit
You maybe don't know, but it hurts like hell to miss it
Let me just, for once, feel like I belong
It's all I ask, I promise, nothing will go wrong

Let me respect your life and ask the same from you
It's the least we can do, from me to you, us two
Let me show this side to others, without judgement
You can't blame me for needing this indulgement

Don't assume I'm an evil or a cruel
Just the thought makes my heart cry with only refusal
It would break me, damage me, to no repair
I would rather quit than live with that despair

I can't lie about myself, who I am and why
All I ever wish is to heal up and say goodbye
That's all I wanna say, I hope you understand then
I hope you felt something and can look at me again
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Thank you for the positive feedback.
I have turned this poem in to a rhyming poem as suggested by a commenter.
It is quite cathartic.

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ageplay 3,244, age regression 2,711, poem 557, lyrics 341, alt is mikzi 1
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Fezzezal
1 year, 2 months ago
I really don't like the meaning of this poem, like, REALLY, but now at least I had some fun reading it. Nice job.
DrakeWilde1234
1 year, 2 months ago
holy shit, this is really good, the feeling those thoughts in the back of your head, and the judgement you face from them, that is something i can relate, even if not in the same way
111testing
4 months, 1 week ago
I always knew it was for money since you were on Tumblr. You admitted there. Just leave you defect xD
Labyrias
2 weeks, 5 days ago
I got here from a separate place. Dont even know what happened seeing all the journal entries and what not, but you do seem like someone who really listened to people you should not have and ended up torturing yourself past a point of no return.

Wish children could realize that not every interaction with the world is constructive, and that its fine to separate wheat from chaff.
Some things in life are not meant to be compatible with you, your ideals, your feelings, your being, and when you naively try to incorporate them regardless, you will end up throwing bricks and stones between the cogwheels of your own being, inevitably ending up in this state.

I wish i could hear your full story.
I wish you had not rejected your own work and creations by removing everything from your account.
I wish you had not erased yourself just because you could not internalize things you were never meant to.
kemoppai
1 week, 6 days ago
With all due respect, no. You don't know what you're talking about. I removed all works because it was all for nothing. These were works of trauma that led to more exploitation. Don't assume that it was because I couldn't internalize. I tried everything I could in my life with the bare-bones resources I had and still ended up exploited, fucked over, and disregarded. Why do you push the blame on to me? It hurts. You don't care about what 'my story' was, you care about the artworks. You can be honest, it would be doing me a service. Everything fucking hurts no matter how I rotate it. This is behavior that comes from trauma. I couldn't do anything at that point of my life. I struggle to accept that it happened. For fucks sake. It hurts my heart.
Labyrias
1 week, 6 days ago
1. I agree. I do not know what im talking about because i dont know your story. You didnt tell it. In fact, you removed most of it.

2. I dont "blame" you.
You sounds like someone who reasoned themselves into a pit and got tunnel vision thinking that you do only bad and everything you do can only result in bad, no nuance, no gray areas, everything you do and are is fcked.
And i say "sound" because i do not know your story. I can only see the end result, and the end result looks someone kicked you off of a slope and you can stop sliding, to the point you have taken it as normal.

3. Just about everyone online who knows about you, knows about you through your artwork first because thats what you put out there. I too found your name and account only because of them and then i could read the few things you left up, and it made me sad.
The idea that i "want art" from you is the specific example of what i was talking about in point 2.
You are not the only artist online, you are not the only person producing this kind of art, everyone can easily access stuff like this in the gigabytes, so no: I wrote what i wrote not because i want art from you.
I wrote what i wrote because i was curious about the person behind the artwork.

A lot of your work handles about stuff that might seem fucked up to external observers, but i saw in them a genuine search for belonging, safety, love and peace. Thats what made me curious about the person behind it, just to see that they apparently nuked next to everything, including their own presence online due to what sounds like an unmitigated internal conflict.
And internal conflicts do not arise on their own.
Next to all internal conflicts happen as a result of one's internal world clashing with the external.

Lastly:
I can absolutely acknowledge that you are in pain. And i am very sad to hear that.
However, you are preaching to the choir because i did not come here to blame you, or ask anything of you.
I came here for one sole reason: Cause that desperate and honest way of trying to embrace love, has reminded me of a lot that i have been through.

And i found it very sad that you decided to condemn your own search for that love.
Simple as that.
I acknowledge the person who was searching for safety, security and love and created expressions of that through art.
Not more and not less.

kemoppai
1 week, 5 days ago
As strange as it sounds like, thank you for caring so much in the first place.
The truth is that you're correct. I am in pain from a long time of hurting myself emotionally. We're talking many years here. But you're also wrong. I didn't tell any fucking story here, I did commissions with occasional original works. Guess what, you can find that filth elsewhere. So why are you berating me for it? Go and look if you're so good at googling. I could send you the link if you want.
I mean, sure, maybe if you try to psychoanalyze the the original works you might find a theme or two. Actually, if you did that, I would feel honored that someone cared enough to do so. Actually, if I'll be completely honest, that's what I wanted in the first place putting that effort in to it. But of course not here. It's just a bunch of dicks here.
Sorry, it's just me. I just destroy things like this to cope. It's pretty bad. I'm humbled by your curiosity and wish to understand, though. And I'm a bit amused too. Emotions are funny, illogical, stupid, and I love acting fucking stupid about them. I just somehow had enough respect that I didn't go completely off the rails before. Something about keeping one's sanity together. Except I did it for others in the great hope I would find someone who cared. What a mistake.
I nuked my stuff because I never got any resolution I wanted from here. I condemned my search here, but not elsewhere. I found it elsewhere. Not here. It didn't appear as I thought it would by exploiting my artistic skills. Yes it is terribly sad and pathetic I did it to begin with, but I didn't know any better. I tried my best and this was the fucking place that was offered. But I've found more peace elsewhere. People who actually care about me even though I sound totally out of my fucking mind.
If I sound insane, that's on purpose, by the way. In reality I'm much less of a retard. I just got tired of acting nicely here. But if you really want to, if you really want to get to know me, then I don't mind. The door is always open in the messages.
You're not wrong, there is a clash. There is a mental illness at play. There is a backstory to this that I don't tell. But it's already a lost cause here. Why in the ever loving fuck would I write out my traumas in great detail here? I have, already, in a way: go and read the journals. They have everything you need to know. At least if you're able to read between the lines. And sometimes I did give out my discord handle to chat, but of course, only the hungry horny perverts showed up. Well, some good people showed up and I let them in, they deserved it.
Labyrias
1 week, 5 days ago
" I nuked my stuff because I never got any resolution I wanted from here. I condemned my search here, but not elsewhere. I found it elsewhere.

I am very glad to hear this. That is a good conclusion to this story.
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