cancel culture

The only gain from the bad reputation is pain.

I’m losing my baby with the cancel culture

Sold my every part so they could catch the hunter

My songs are not available

Until my baby listens

I’m paranoid to my favorite people

My purse is full of cash

But they don’t want it 

It’s all I can give 

Take it

But don’t touch him 

I’m losing my baby to the famous demons

Reviews

[I Shred This Cabbage]

Also, hope you’re okay and won’t need too long a break x

[Beren Ongur]

thank you, i hope so

[I Shred This Cabbage]

Take care of yourself please. If you want to chat I’m here

[I Shred This Cabbage]

I’ve read this a few times in a row and I really like the feel but something elides about the meaning for some reason. Can you tell me a little of what it’s about?

[Beren Ongur]

It's about losing the essence. When I realize that someone I love who is doing something publicly is doing it for the sake of people's appreciation, I'm actually trying to protect them from "cancel culture." I was inspired by someone who gave up their true self for fame. And even though there's money, they can't reach themselves anymore, and I can't reach them either. I lost my baby. I lost a personality that money can't buy in the big world of fame.

It's a bit complicated but I think that's the most I can explain.

[I Shred This Cabbage]

That’s a fine explanation and thank for taking the time to do that! I better understand the poem and appreciate it that bit more. Good work again!

[Thomas W Case]

Powerful and poignant. Gripping work.

[Beren Ongur]

wow. Thank you so much sir!