Write About It

November 12th, 2021

Nothing but Taylor Swift on the radio
What perfect background noise
She knows the words I want to say
But presents with much more poise
Treacherous like my playlist
I picked out these songs
Then I left it all nameless
Because I knew that it was wrong
Invisible strings tugging at my heart
I don’t respond like I should
I only imagined this in my wildest dreams
So I’ll do what Taylor Swift would

Panic

July 31st, 2010

An unknown feeling has been following me
And it hasn’t gone away
So I walk around paranoid
Because it lusts me every day
The night is when it’s most clear
And I can almost taste it
But this feeling makes me antsy
I just don’t want to face it
When it crawls up my legs
It sends shivers all around
And in the dark
The feeling will be found
It tries to take my hand
And I refuse to let it do so
I know I can be stronger
If I wait it might let go
But still, I feel surrounded
I feel so boxed away
I feel like something’s wrong
And I feel it every day
The open door is waiting
The closed door is wanting
And the light wants to be off
So the dark can start haunting
The sounds in the day
The sounds in the night
Everything you’re feeling
You know it can’t be right
You try to stand your ground
You try to think it’s fake
But between your dreams and reality
You know that you’re awake
So you try to figure out
If it was just a dream
But the more you figure out
The more real that it seems
So you try to stay awake
You feel like you’re awake
You think that you’re awake
And start to wonder if it’s fake
You can only feel the cold
And nothing feels okay
Because you just can’t move
This nightmare took your life away

Magic

April 22nd, 2010

I grew up on Magic Sands
Sailor Moon and Pokemon cards
Skinned knees from bike rides
Barbies with the girls
Games with the boys
Anything was possible
Until the streetlights came on
Sunsets were mysteries
I couldn’t read the clock
But I would wake up early
To beat my brothers to the Playstation
Overalls and dresses
Hiking and makeup
Childhood was everything
That is should be
Long days on Kristen’s porch
And sneaking into the hot tub
This neighborhood was an adventure
Long walks to the pool
Scootering through the laundry room
Bike rides around the block
My imagination couldn’t stop
But funny to imagine
I ever wanted to grow up
And funnier to realize
This made me who I’ve become