I am 16 years old
I hate being a junior
The ACT is freaking me out
My mom is my best friend
And
My dad works too much
I have two brothers.
I only like one of them
I have three brothers if you include Nick
Which I do
I hate asparagus
But I love root beer barrels
I have a bad temperament
&& people think I’m mean
But I’m actually really nice
As long as I don’t hate you
…which I probably do
I have a shopping disorder
I spend too much…
… and save too little
Most of that money goes to shoes.
.And purses.
.And clothes.
.And movies.
.And music.
.And things that I already own
But have broken/lost.
I love movies. I like to pretend I’m in one.
Does that make me crazy?
Music is salvation.
I play guitar
At least I used to
I haven’t played in two years
No motivation
I love to cook
It calms me down
I hate running
It hurts my lungs
My favorite smell is my grandmother’s house in Redford
It smells like cookies and stale cigarettes
I love my family
I don’t care if they’re crazy
…which they are
I have the best friends anyone could ask for
&& I love them more than anything
I’m damaged goods
I think he broke me
But I’m working on it
I’d rather be fat and happy than skinny and hungry
But if I’m going to be sad either way…
I’d prefer to be skinny
I don’t cry.
I drink a lot.
Normally apple juice
I like grape juice too though
At least I’m not dehydrated
My favorite word is unique
It sounds pretty
And it suggests happiness
So that’s me…
… take it or leave it.
2 comments:
a pretty unique poem/catalog. I'm not so crazy about the "damaged goods", but otherwise, this is a pretty good piece of writing.
It has a nice rhythm, it says a lot, and yes you are crazy...aren't we all...It's what keeps us from going insane.
I don't think I want to know which brother you don't like
I like how you just openly discuss all these things about you. Its as if you don't care about being judged. If only everyone could be so opened instead of hiding their true feelings. I know I have that problem.
Post a Comment