Inspired by the lovely Sanchez at http://theinkyfingerfiles.blogspot.com/
I am me,
I write letters to myself
because no one else will.
I live to write
little pieces of nothing
and everything.
I haven't found him yet
but i will someday.
Pictures can be worth a thousand words
But words can be worth a thousand pictures too.
I like the colour green
it's everywhere I look.
If you haven't sprinkled glitter out of a window,
then I suggest you try it,
I read poems
and write them too.
$2.50 for 30 blue pens really was the best deal
I have done in a long time.
I think way too much.
Music drowns out the bad things.
I'm good at giving advice,
but not taking it.
Walls are the canvas of your heart and mind,
mine will never be blank.
Sometimes I speak to my dogs
as if they can hear me and talk back.
I have a job,
but mainly wish I didn't.
I like cold water,
and sometimes can't swallow warm water.
I'm 16
and still afraid of the dark.
I hold my breath,
when I run through the hallways at night.
With out pen and paper
I'd be lost forever
or never would have existed in the first place.
I wrote lyrics on post-it notes.
Forget boys,
I'm in love with frozen raspberries.
I've given up caring
because I had to.
I am me,
I write letters to myself
because no one else will.
I live to write
little pieces of nothing
and everything.
I haven't found him yet
but i will someday.
Pictures can be worth a thousand words
But words can be worth a thousand pictures too.
I like the colour green
it's everywhere I look.
If you haven't sprinkled glitter out of a window,
then I suggest you try it,
I read poems
and write them too.
$2.50 for 30 blue pens really was the best deal
I have done in a long time.
I think way too much.
Music drowns out the bad things.
I'm good at giving advice,
but not taking it.
Walls are the canvas of your heart and mind,
mine will never be blank.
Sometimes I speak to my dogs
as if they can hear me and talk back.
I have a job,
but mainly wish I didn't.
I like cold water,
and sometimes can't swallow warm water.
I'm 16
and still afraid of the dark.
I hold my breath,
when I run through the hallways at night.
With out pen and paper
I'd be lost forever
or never would have existed in the first place.
I wrote lyrics on post-it notes.
Forget boys,
I'm in love with frozen raspberries.
I've given up caring
because I had to.
3 comments:
I'm so glad that you wrote this!
I'm amazed and when peopel do this. because I find it helps me a lot to think about who i am.
and who I was. I love your blog, because you seem to not quite understand who you are(don't worry neither do I! :D ) or apprecitate it to the fullest yet.
"Forget Boys!
I'm in love with frozen raspberries."
Aha. Change that to Peaches and thats me.
x)
I adooore this post, and I speak to my cats as if they hear me sometimes too !
{scarzz*}
I really like this! I can identify with a lot of it...
I now want sprinkle glitter out the window!
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