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Growing up in 6/8
My band conductor has always said that 6/8 plays itself -
it does.
It's easy to just play through but not if you think too much.
I grew up in 6/8
my life plays itself
yes I make mistakes
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Falling in love
The first thing I ever understood about falling in love
is that it keeps you coming back
like magnets
whether it's good for you or bad for you
you're addicted.
And I didn't know the scope of it -
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New Year
New year's resolutions.
I tell myself a lot of things every year -
I never listen.
No boys, no distractions.
Too late.
This time is different I think -
I want that senior solo
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Band room
Chairs
straightbacked for posture perfection
in neat rows
arranged up each step of the staggered blue-carpeted levels
sneakers and boots rooted
to the tiled floor
gray speckled white
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"Holiday spirit"
Everyone's playing Christmas music
Christmas movies
break is in two weeks
we're already preparing our favorite meals.
And I'm lost.
Not good lost,
not lost in the holiday cheer -
I'm just depressed.
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Hopelessly
I've never understood the phrase
hopelessly in love.
It's in all the books,
it's on TV.
Characters meet their special someone and bam
they're free falling
but they have their safety nets
Loves
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Acceptance
When we see flaws in ourselves
we withdraw from society
curl in on ourselves
trying to hide from our insecurities.
The thing is
people struggle to understand
that their faults are a part of themselves
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behind the screen
this happens too often:
attachment to that one friend;
a text—a hey—oh look,
i'm crying again.
you read it but you don't respond,
you play your games instead;
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Yesterday, today, and tomorrow
Yesterday
you looked in the mirror
said to yourself,
ugh
I look ugly
she's so ugly
ew
last week
you saw your reflection in the window
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a brief, incomplete overview of being a girl
- Being a girl is being afraid to like the color pink, because you don’t want people to think you’re a girly-girl. You're not.
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Une vie à te désirer (A life to long for you)
Mon ami,
Toi qui vis de l'autre côté du monde.
Nous sommes séparés pour l'éternité…
Ou, du moins, pour trop long.
Mon ami,
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Let's Get Vulnerable About A Boy (again) ((it sucks this time))
I want you to be happy. First and foremost, I truly do. I also want you to hurt. I'm not sure if you will ever escape yourself, but if or when you do, I hope it is healing to you.