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Perfect, Perfection, Perfectly
Perfect
I know I'll never reach
Perfection
No matter how hard I try
I can do better
I have to do better
I have planned out
The next 12 years
The college I'll go to
My grad school
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Scary
I think it's scary
To have someone
Who has done horrible things
Be in charge of our country
Have power and be in control
I love our world
But it's a mess
I don't want it
To get worse
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One night I won't worry about old insecure men
At night
When my brain is flooded
With fears and worries
I think about
What will happen
If abortion isn't legal
If old men
Get to continue
To decide what
Happens to me
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I want to grow up
I can't wait
To grow up and see
Every
Single
Opportunity
That no one
Will ever
Give me
Because I'm a kid
I haven't had experience
But only because
I've never had
A chance
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When Will I?
Every time I read a book
I think
When will I
Get a chance
To change the world
When will I
Get a chance
To find pure happiness
When will I
Get a chance
To pursue my dream
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Reaching for air
I keep reaching
for something I know I can't have
But I decide
To waste my energy anyway
All I want is for
you to look at me
The way you look at him
I'm searching for that
To hold on to
Loves
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I love you
My friend just told me that she loved me,
But I don't think she loves me the way I love her. -
Am I famous yet?
Verse:
What’s your name again?
I don’t remember who you are
Am I famous yet,
Can I be the same thing that you are
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Give it your all
Search for the feeling you found so long ago
Slow down the days
Slow down the minutes that turn into hours and years
Take a chance to live in the moment
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Martha's decision (inspired by the book "Prep" by Curtis Sittenfeld)
It was the little things that made Martha want to leave home.
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Strange Love
Strange
Awkward
Confused
Talking
More
Talking
Friends
Fun
Weird
Late
Nights
Together
Why
So
Hard
To
Say
Emotions
Tangled
Pure
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Intelligence
Within me there is an unrelinquished and defiant need to be beautiful.
The beauty that isn’t portrayed through someone who must see.
Nor even by lights set most dim.
My beauty isn’t spun or turned,