Issue №42
A poem for all those who relate to Miles Morales’s character and story.
I got Miles Morales as my prompt for the poem, which was honestly perfect. I’ve always resonated with Miles’s feelings, and I really tried to make others feel his character as much as I do. I hope I captured the Miles vibe and emotions with this poem. I hope you enjoy < 3
I’m tired of having people trying to dictate my life,
Who I get to save, and who gets left to die.
They say, “Everyone writes their own story,” but hand me an empty pen,
And pages already filled, then call it a canon event.
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I’m tired of being your glitch, tired of the sideways looks,
Tired of being treated like a footnote in someone else’s book.
It’s hard…hard to put on a mask that doesn’t feel like mine,
Hard balancing everything, when I’m still just a child.
Hard hearing, “You’re doing great,” when I’m breaking inside,
Hard pretending I’m okay while watching parts of me die.
I’m tired of trying to be good enough, only to know I’ll never belong,
I’m tired of being the last one to know when everyone’s already heard the melodies of the song.
I’m tired of trying to protect your legacy while juggling the expectations,
As if the person beneath the mask owes the world constant validation.
I never chose this power, never asked for the pain,
Never asked for my losses to become your gain.
I never chose this power, never chose for that stupid spider to bite me,
But it happened, and now I must live with the responsibility.
