You said, “You’re not quite what I had in mind.”
A gentle blow, biting like a snake.
“You’re very… you,” you added, acting kind,
A gentle wink that screamed for heaven’s sake.
I’ve crushed my job, my love, my dream, my loans,
All returned with a sneer or ghostly shrug.
My inbox groans. My phone just echoes tones.
My confidence? A listless, salty slug.
I click another deep into the void.
I dress rejection up in fancy slacks.
She still arrives, persistent and annoyed.
So here I sit, unfriended and ignored.
Published by TheOtherKLM
I really hate talking about myself, but if I have to...
I’m K.L. McDaniel, the person behind TheOtherKLM. I’m an introvert with extrovert moments, a fitness-minded person fighting later-age fat, and someone trying to keep life somewhat organized without pretending it isn’t a mess.
Here, I write about the things I keep coming back to: movement, mental health, learning, self-awareness, and the strange little contradictions that make people interesting. I’m not here to act like I have everything figured out. I’m here to think through it, laugh when possible, and maybe find a little balance in the middle of the clutter.
So, that’s me. More or less.
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