INFJ,
I guess...I'm okay!
It's nobody's fault,
It's how I am made,
1%
Who could have guessed?
I'm not an alien,
I'm no threat,
I'm "just special",
The test was cheap,
To tell me...I'm rare,
Not a creep

BLCostello 2024

I just can't take it!
I am crying out for help,
No one helps a stranger,
I don't even know myself...
I know that I am 'WEIRD"
I'd be happy just to "stop"
I wish it was that easy!
Believe me...it is not!
They've changed my prescription,
The new color is cute,
I "must take with food",
I don't wanna puke.....
Imagine a pill that helps me to "stop",
Makes me *****,
Thanks a lot!
BLCostello©2024

The world is so dull,
Yet, I am afraid,
Confused by all these shades of gray,
We are starting to doubt what we know is RIGHT,
Something else is controlling our life,
Research is dead,
We’re all on vacation,
“Alexa.... what’s instant gratification?”,
It’s getting darker,
It’s hard to see,
Hold on, someone is texting me,
“Your payments declined”,
“the queen is dead”
Another “alert”,
I am going to bed,
It will all be fine,
I am still afraid,
How I miss the primary days
BLCostello©2024

I guess I knew it would be this way,
I’d be alone and miss you every day,
But I could not imagine,
How long you’d be gone,
Forever seems to go on and on,
I guess...
I thought…
Somehow…”I’d get over”
I am not a child,
I am much older,
Still...
I miss resting my head on your shoulder,
The arms that held me,
When life was colder,
I thought I’d live with it,
I know…..”let it be”.
But I believe grief is killing me
BLCostello©2024

Forgive me if unkind,
I only changed my mind,
And now, you are sad!
That happens all the time,
Sometimes is not always,
Disturbed is just a word,
I know I am not popular,
I have seen... and I have heard,
Yes, I know all about it.....
I am never surprised!
They never can their laughter,
or lower their judging eyes,
They never understand,
and now,
I wonder too,
Does anybody get it?
I am looking back at you

A dark little girl,
Everyday,
She's a creep,
Wednesday is not just the middle of the week,
She's a daughter,
A dancer,
Sometimes,
She's disgusted,
Her smile is secret,
Her shine is rusted,
If she likes you,
You are in luck,
She'll save you from the "Goo Goo Muck",
And if you dislike her....
That's okay!
"Deep down inside she like it that way".
Oh Wednesday,
Who knows what tomorrow may bring,
Perhaps...a black rose,
"Thank you, Thing....

Is that a woman?
I am really not sure,
I guess, for now, I will call them "her",
Is that a man?
Where do I begin?
I guess I will start calling them "him",
"Them"?
Oh no....that's a new story,
Somewhere we decided two genders were boring,
Sometimes, its confusing,
But, it will change soon,
"Those were the Days", called the tune,
"Girls were girls and men were men",
And everyone...
Sometimes...got called THEM