A poem about the tears and anxiety weekends alone brought me during my time figuring how to be an adult on my own in San Antonio. I originally wrote this in July 2021.
Just an update, I’m no longer crying every weekend lol.
On the weekend
Swear this girl been crying every weekend
That’s right I’m that girl on the weekends
.
I’ll think that I’m OK
My feels say
Hoe, no way
Swear I’m only crying on the weekends
.
I gotta say I’m in the mood for a little self care
I mean I’m sayin what kinda life is 7 days
No break away from
Insta
And sometimes even TikTok
.
I need me at least bout one day
Sunday
More friends
A man
Less me
Less social media
Less solitude
On the weekend
.
Just tell me you wanna hang
And I’ll be waiting in my car
Swear I got the time
Swear I can give you
What you been missing
What you been waiting for
Cause I’m real
Keepin it 100, no fake shit
.
But until then
I’ll be crying on the weekend
.
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