GUYS I CAN WRITE AGAIN!!! I’m so happy I’m totally milking it but it’s fine, it’s totally fine.
It’s only August and the trees have been bare for ages. I think they sense that this is the end of things; they don’t want to stick around for what comes next. This all feels familiar somehow. Have I been going in circles? My pain seems to go through the seasons, and autumn is where everything around me falls to the ground, like used tissues, like leaves, like you. The air feels chillier in these moments, and I long for someone I should have stopped caring for long ago. It’s too soon for all of this, but I can’t bring myself to care. We’ve been cold for too long.
Okay, so this one is a bit more conversational than the stuff I usually post here, but I’m still really proud of anything I can manage to write right now so I’m gonna post it anyways and it’s gonna be an odd duck for a bit.
You had a habit of just walking off without saying goodbye. I think you might have been training me to jump up and down at the first sign of affection, the slightest nod that might have meant you cared about me. I’ve been looking back and wondering how I didn’t catch it sooner. I don’t think I wanted to. I got excited when you remembered to wave at me as someone else captured your attention, when you didn’t shrug my arms away, when you pretended you could stand to be seen with me. You kissed me back, didn’t you? You let me love you, didn’t you? Wasn’t that enough?
Ahhhhh I wrote something!! FINALLY! God, you guys don’t understand how hard I’ve been trying to write something this past month, and I finally succeeded. I’m not sure how I feel about this yet, but it’s moderately artistic and it’s about what’s been happening lately so I’m happy with the fact that I was able to write something.
My bones are aching. You pulled out all the happiness from inside me until I was full of empty. The last year has been lived by someone wearing my skin, kissing your lips with a smile that never belonged to me. The world span without me on it, I think. I can’t seem to feel a thing for you. I wish you hadn’t torn out our page in my scrapbook, I think I remember it being quite lovely. I keep looking in the mirror to try and find the girl who loved you. Four words and you buried her somewhere no one’ll find her, not that anyone would want to anyway. None of it was mine. Why would you take this from me?
This anniversary just snuck up on me, so I was kind of rushed to write a poem to post. I’ve been going through a bit of a rough time recently, so the whole writing thing isn’t going as well as I wish it were, but here’s that song I wrote back in March that I never got around to posting! I swear I’ll put in a recording soon… (if I remember) but for now this is what I’ve got. I’m honestly so proud of this blog.
Am I’ve never C Been so far from G Home, but all I hear are cheers
Am Their expectations C Make me drown G The water’s at my ears
Dm Am G I’m just so tired of the weight I carry with me every day Dm Am G C What if I’m becoming everything they want or what if I’m not
C Oh where’s my place in all of this? G The world’s gone mad and I just can’t handle it! Am I’m just searching for a person to be F Hope when I’m grown up I’m still a version of me C Where do I fit in in all of this? G Feels like everyone else came with a script Am Turns out I’m not who I meant to be F Another disappointment, I see.
Am Picture C Perfect girl G Who they – all thought they’d get to see
Am Suddenly C The future’s turned G Into my reality
Dm Am G I’m just so tired of how lost I’ve been feeling every day Dm Am G C What if I’m becoming everything they want or what if I’m not
C Oh where’s my place in all of this? G The world’s gone mad and I just can’t handle it! Am I’m just searching for a person to be F Hope when I’m grown up I’m still a version of me C Where do I fit in in all of this? G Feels like everyone else came with a script Am Turns out I’m not who I meant to be F Another disappointment, I see. C I don’t know if I belong in this G I’m just scared and the world keeps turning Am Cause I’ve grown up and I don’t know who I’ll be F C Hopefully some version of me
C Oh where’s my place in all of this? G The world’s gone mad and I just can’t handle it! Am I’m just searching for a person to be F Hope when I’m grown up I’m still a version of me C Where do I fit in in all of this? G Feels like everyone else came with a script Am Turns out I’m not who I meant to be F Another disappointment, I see.