I am twenty years old
I don’t sing in the shower,
But I always try to harmonize in the car
My waterbottle is my favorite accessory
I still wear youth large clothes,
And steal from my mom’s closet
I like to wear the color red,
But I usually buy things that are blue, and my favorite color is purple
My thoughts and my actions often don’t match up
I never pay attention in class,
and sometimes focus more on IMDB
than the movie in front of me
I always run out of free article reads online,
but have a tough time reading body language
I used to be vegetarian
I don’t eat salmon
And I am pretty sure ranch dressing goes with everything
I like snapchat
But the idea of big brother scares me
Perhaps its because I am an only child
My hands are always dancing
And my shoes are always laced up to run
I always talking about growing up
As if my future is not already knocking on my door
I don’t think its fair that we don’t have enough time to be everyone we’d wish to be
That we only get one lifetime to figure it out
I want to be a professional dancer who acts on the side and is a nurse by night
I want to travel the world, but also have a picket fence house
To be a bachelorette for life, but have a family waiting at home
I have been blessed with good health
But I’m not convinced that there isn’t a disease hiding in my abdomen
I have good grades
But somehow I have a hard time making sense of everyday life
I wish I knew what it felt like to be friends with me
But still, I don’t like myself very much
And I don’t like other people either
Or maybe other people don’t like me
I used to love the color gray
Perhaps because I was trying to find comfort in the uncertainty
Or I couldn’t decide whether light or dark made me feel at home
I believe in Sunday mornings,
And rainy days
An overcast sky makes me feel more alive
But if you ask me why,
I probably would not have an answer
I don’t like having my picture taken,
Though always smile when I’m taking someone else’s
I am afraid of tomorrow,
And yesterday’s should haves,
Scare me
I am not very good with a GPS
But being lost never worries me
Except for that one time,
In the woods,
Alone
Probably because being alone feels infinite
And being together feels fleeting
I treasure my alone time, but am
Always missing
You
I’m not sure if this is all worth it,
But for what its worth,
It just might be
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 12:53 PM UTC
I am twenty years old
I don’t sing in the shower,
But I always try to harmonize in the car
My waterbottle is my favorite accessory
I still wear youth large clothes,
And steal from my mom’s closet
I like to wear the color red,
But I usually buy things that are blue, and my favorite color is purple
My thoughts and my actions often don’t match up
I never pay attention in class,
and sometimes focus more on IMDB
than the movie in front of me
I always run out of free article reads online,
but have a tough time reading body language
I used to be vegetarian
I don’t eat salmon
And I am pretty sure ranch dressing goes with everything
I like snapchat
But the idea of big brother scares me
Perhaps its because I am an only child
My hands are always dancing
And my shoes are always laced up to run
I always talking about growing up
As if my future is not already knocking on my door
I don’t think its fair that we don’t have enough time to be everyone we’d wish to be
That we only get one lifetime to figure it out
I want to be a professional dancer who acts on the side and is a nurse by night
I want to travel the world, but also have a picket fence house
To be a bachelorette for life, but have a family waiting at home
I have been blessed with good health
But I’m not convinced that there isn’t a disease hiding in my abdomen
I have good grades
But somehow I have a hard time making sense of everyday life
I wish I knew what it felt like to be friends with me
But still, I don’t like myself very much
And I don’t like other people either
Or maybe other people don’t like me
I used to love the color gray
Perhaps because I was trying to find comfort in the uncertainty
Or I couldn’t decide whether light or dark made me feel at home
I believe in Sunday mornings,
And rainy days
An overcast sky makes me feel more alive
But if you ask me why,
I probably would not have an answer
I don’t like having my picture taken,
Though always smile when I’m taking someone else’s
I am afraid of tomorrow,
And yesterday’s should haves,
Scare me
I am not very good with a GPS
But being lost never worries me
Except for that one time,
In the woods,
Alone
Probably because being alone feels infinite
And being together feels fleeting
I treasure my alone time, but am
Always missing
You
I’m not sure if this is all worth it,
But for what its worth,
It just might be
