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Caitlin Jan 2017
Why does everything seem to happen right at the beginning of something?
Although I suppose that you cant have a beginning of a book, without something happening, or at the beginning of a new chapter.
I just wish sometimes things would slow down, or just stop all together.
Second semester hasn't really even started and I've already had my absolute worst day ever..
But things are semi looking up, I think.
Caitlin Jan 2017
Fear
Is what drives us most of the time.
That feeling in the pit of your stomach
Right before you take a jump.
The flutter of your heart
When you take a risk.
The gasp that you breathe in
When you realize that you can’t go back.
Its when you realize that conquering that fear is the goal.
Then what?
What happens then?
Does fear still drive us?
Caitlin Nov 2016
It's been so long since I've been home,
I can't wait to go back.
College is great, but there is something about home;
That keeps calling me back.
Caitlin Nov 2016
I can tell you how beautiful my roommates look when they don't even try.
I can tell you all the colors of the sunset and how tragically beautiful the bare trees look.
I can tell you how silky his voice is to my ears,
I can show you the best things in music and nature.
I can show you all the amazing parts of people's souls.
But what I can't do, is tell you of the scars that I have.
I can't tell every story of how I got each blemish on my skin.
I can't tell you what I love most about myself, but I could tell you everything I hate about myself.
I can't look at myself in the mirror for more than 2 seconds.
I don't see all those beautiful things in myself.
I just can't.
Caitlin Nov 2016
I've been told that I care too much.
And this is actually true.
My heart is too big,
Too open,
Too willing to simply give.
That I need to pull back some,
I come off too strong.

Its very hard for me to hate someone,
It's just something that I do.
You can hurt me,
Way down in my core,
Emotionally, Physically, Mentally
But You will still have part of my heart.

Some people say that this isn't good,
that its a curse.
How so?
I love people,
Yes, maybe more than I should.
But do people complain about loving too much?
Shouldn’t we be more concerned about those that aren’t loved enough?
Those that go through life broken, and damaged?

I am simply one person,
Who cares.
A lot for the people around me.
Strangers, people I’ve only met briefly,
Friends since birth, and yes,
Even you.
Caitlin Nov 2016
I want to say something loud and clear tonight.
I am me.
I am Caitlin Moody.
Born and raised Floridian,
Singer, French Horn player
Poet.
Roommate, Friend.
I often care too much,
I love too much.
I get hurt,
I fall.
But see the thing is,
I always get up.
Always.
Caitlin Nov 2016
22 hours.
That's how far away I am from home.
I was ****** into a whole new environment,
Half the time, I'm freezing.
and the other half,
I swear Michigan is winning over my heart.

And that's ok.
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