kyshona armstrong

I’m tired of being deep
Tired of thinking deep
dreaming deep
revolutions and butterflies

Tired of the conspiracies
dark theories
reparations and judging eyes

I’m over being deep

Cause the truth is
I’d rather gaze at art because its pretty... not because of the story it tells
Sit and absorb the colors, the textures, and time that each pieces was dealt

I’d rather not think about big words and rhyming 
it all just gets in the way
I’d rather spit my words out and say what I really want to say

I’d rather eat ice cream and cookies because it makes me feel good
not count calories or eat just broccoli, or drone over how good food is no good

I’m tired of being deep
It drains me
saddens me
weighs heavy on me
Makes me anxious
fidgety
angry

All these things I’m feeling right now!  
So here I am 
Too deep about being fed up with deep
Just call me surface
blasé
bland
out of touch

I sat in deep way too long and saw and thought way too much
Just give me simple
easy
peaches and cream
let me sit on the easy sands before jumping back into the storm