I’m
Writing on a virtual wall
Vomitting up my days events
Smearing my most scandalous secrets
Across this silent, glass screen
Hoping you can see me from therein
I’m retreating into a world alone
The one I’d left long ago
A time of confusion,
no confidence,
of an unquenchable thirst for affection,
and love,
and recognition by the same kind.
I’m
Re-pubescent in this mood
I’m re-living moments of years
that were lost
in the responsibilities
placed heavy on those
small shoulders
of mine.
So now I try and go back
To that time of innocent giggles
And fluttering flies
In the stomach
As I learn the newness of love
Not yet understanding its depths
Obsessed with knowing it
more.
I splash my confessions
Across this transparent paper
Publishing my thoughts to the world
In the click of a button
I girlishly decorate my entries
With the pens
of fonts and .coms
…a virtual diary
of a twenty-something
teenager.
(29 October – 18 December 2007)
Writing on a virtual wall
Vomitting up my days events
Smearing my most scandalous secrets
Across this silent, glass screen
Hoping you can see me from therein
I’m retreating into a world alone
The one I’d left long ago
A time of confusion,
no confidence,
of an unquenchable thirst for affection,
and love,
and recognition by the same kind.
I’m
Re-pubescent in this mood
I’m re-living moments of years
that were lost
in the responsibilities
placed heavy on those
small shoulders
of mine.
So now I try and go back
To that time of innocent giggles
And fluttering flies
In the stomach
As I learn the newness of love
Not yet understanding its depths
Obsessed with knowing it
more.
I splash my confessions
Across this transparent paper
Publishing my thoughts to the world
In the click of a button
I girlishly decorate my entries
With the pens
of fonts and .coms
…a virtual diary
of a twenty-something
teenager.
(29 October – 18 December 2007)
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