Children become confused when told two different 'truths' about the same subject.
I wish my mom would stop talking to me.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Paper Wings
I made a pair of paper wings for you
plucked them off the tree I grew,
from summer to spring the leaves changed:
the basic DNA structure rearranged.
Through hurricanes and typhoons
to burning hot afternoons,
I tried to protect my fragile gift
from ripping weather and temperature shift.
Finally I give these wings to you,
with some feathers slightly askew,
Some rips and tears pulling through,
and maybe a green leaf or two--
but I needed to give them away quickly
lest they fall apart completely,
because as I wrap them, they still smell sweetly
and make me think of you.
--
You looked innocent and pretty, you looked like a whole new person, very beautiful. I think of you guys alot.
I think of how it used to be.
I need a pair of paper wings.
plucked them off the tree I grew,
from summer to spring the leaves changed:
the basic DNA structure rearranged.
Through hurricanes and typhoons
to burning hot afternoons,
I tried to protect my fragile gift
from ripping weather and temperature shift.
Finally I give these wings to you,
with some feathers slightly askew,
Some rips and tears pulling through,
and maybe a green leaf or two--
but I needed to give them away quickly
lest they fall apart completely,
because as I wrap them, they still smell sweetly
and make me think of you.
--
You looked innocent and pretty, you looked like a whole new person, very beautiful. I think of you guys alot.
I think of how it used to be.
I need a pair of paper wings.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
lonely
i need to stop breaking down on people
its not nice.
i'm surrounded by strangers
that i know nearly everything about...
wrote a poem. made me feel better. for a moemnt.
I crash when i need you most.
You can be defined as anyone.
angst angst haaaaaarry potter angst
its not nice.
i'm surrounded by strangers
that i know nearly everything about...
wrote a poem. made me feel better. for a moemnt.
I crash when i need you most.
You can be defined as anyone.
angst angst haaaaaarry potter angst
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