i fill in when I can,
i can’t Stan when not filled,
trying hard to realize
it is what it is
jixi fox 🦊
i fill in when I can,
i can’t Stan when not filled,
trying hard to realize
it is what it is
jixi fox 🦊
Being average isn’t always bad, but why is more important? We are all different and unique, but we sometimes feel we are more than everyone.
update and upgrade your lifestyle
dine with quality
screaming it’s my time
the further you grow
it’s hard to stop
lock things up
call the cops
if you think
you have reached the ceiling
you just in the wrong room
adjust your feelings
in the end
you are not great in everything
just average at most
jixi fox 🦊
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high end feelings
This unfiltered piece pulls back the curtain on curated timelines and borrowed joy, calling out fake smiles, staged lifestyles, and the quiet chaos hiding off-camera. Through sharp, honest lines, it reminds you that life moves in seasons, that not everything “perfect” you see is real, and that your real work is loving yourself through the mess. Read on if you’ve ever felt behind, less than, or lied to by the feed; this poem was written to bring you back to you.
first of all
everybody ain’t happy
sadly
but life comes in seasons
gladly
all those posts you see
ain’t true
these people lying to you
fake bags, fake smiles
so traffic can drive
but hell is hotter on the inside
than out
beauty is not always surface level
as we are drawn to
the inside and when others ain’t looking
so if you heated and cooking
watching people post their lives
they got roaches
and i know this
don’t neglect loving you
time heals wounds
and shall heal you
work on you
and your reality
so pay attention to your feels
stop comparing highlight reels
you will be much happier than most

jixi fox 🦊
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high end feelings
lately comtemplating
your love will be missed
Sunlight has a way of telling the truth. It shows us that nothing grows without being seen, without stepping out of the shadows we’ve carefully constructed. This piece is a quiet meditation on how time, experience, and vulnerability carve their signatures into us, turning our cracks into pathways for light instead of evidence of failure.
sunlight reminds me
that nothing grows without exposure
time writes differently onto everyone
as experience edits without a guilty conscious
just an unpretty art with a honest texture
our cracks were never errors
they were entry points for light
to be guided
coded by moments
compiled by feeling
perfectly us
only because
we were never meant
to be

jixi fox 🦊
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high end feelings
lately comtemplating
your love will be missed
Life is sharp, and the cuts are deep. Handcraft in Imperfection is a poem about how life doesn’t need to be perfect to live it. We wait too long at times to express ourselves; we pose beside truths we don’t believe. We don’t need permission to change; we can just do it.
i lost you in the flow
you were moving too slow
i enhanced the glow
hoping you would be shining in
how long until perfect
leaving it longer in the oven to bake
i took the right amount of time
and effort
i love what i have created
jixi fox 🦊
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high end feelings
lately comtemplating
your love will be missed
Constantly running the race in the attempt to achieve a medal, is no way to live. Especially, when the journey, the people, the lessons means so much more to the goals. Merits, unlocks the feeling of wanting more, and having to let faith and fate decide, as you are there on the ride.

wanted for so long
hugs
thought we un-bonding
no love
but since then faith
change my fate
feeling like i have the merits
to now make it today
even through the unjust exists
jixi fox 🦊
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high end feelings
lately comtemplating
your love will be missed
realizing pain exist
lost my mind
lost my grip
i stood tall
for change
but through
i still exist
jixi fox 🦊
the path tiresome
but i still made it
i wanted more from
even though everyone hated
jixi fox 🦊
i got so many designer lines
it’s a crime
how i cut bacon fat
off the backs of pigs
greedy
they subtracting funds
from the needy
who are looking for a savior
so they need me
so I appear to be found
chasing away snakes
from underground and in hiding
tall grass cut that use to be weedy
jixi fox 🦊