#todo
i have so much left to do
i have to finish cleaning my room
organizing the clutter
putting reason back into
the complete chaos
i have to pass summer school
creating a community
out of those of us
who just want to get through
i have to survive junior year
the notes, the homework, the tests
the random tuesdays
i spend laughing with my friends
i have to graduate
giving a speech
and earning my diploma
just another senior who made it through
i have to move out
escaping the family that hates me
for who i am
finding myself
i have to get married
(or maybe not, who knows)
if i find someone who loves all my sharp edges
who i can grow old with
i have to live my life
even through the darkness
even with the difficult days
even if it's just one step at a time
the next 5 minutes
because i have so much left to do
7h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 2:56 PM UTC
A magic trick? A flash of cards,
a sleight of hand, morning to-do lists.
I’ve tried them all. Scribblings on
sticky notes, journals entries, scraps.
A month’s work rolled and
stuffed all into one day.
But I feel featherlight without
the words weighing down my flight.
Another task? I'll just tack it on
— no big deal when I feel so free.
It always hits me late at night, when
I look back on my lists and lists and cry.
You can’t finish a month ahead,
when you’re always a month behind.
But tomorrow — maybe tomorrow,
I’ll try my magic trick again.
It’s only a matter of time.
Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 7:57 PM UTC
~~~together you fight, together you succeed
Leaving memories behind, you perform risky deeds
May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 4:23 PM UTC
And
When I have
More time
And less to do
I turn the pages
Of a dictionary
To know
Yet
There is
More to do
Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 12:23 PM UTC
Get your bag for the day.
Fill it with the essentials:
Wallet Keys Phone Mace Pens Pocket-knife Lotion ID card Whistle Tampons.
Head out.
Double check that the door is locked.
Triple check. (Are you really sure?)
Walk to the subway.
Look at the sky. The sun is shining. (It always is.)
Look behind you. (Double check.)
Stroll. (But not too slow.)
Get to the station.
Swipe your card.
Drop a dollar in the guitar case of a performer.
Smile.
Avoid eye contact with anyone else.
Don’t smile.
Grip your bag. Tight.
Get off the train.
Walk up the stairs.
Walk into the street.
Look at the sky. The sun is still shining. (It always is.)
Jan 4, 2020
Jan 4, 2020 at 12:43 PM UTC
Good morning!
It’s tomrrow now,
I’ll leave the to-do list
Written on your arm.
It won’t be numbered,
There’s no need.
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 9:41 PM UTC
Overwhelmed by the possibilities
My thoughts race in my head
Grabbing concepts and ideas
Faster than I can comprehend
Like a hamster wheel
No matter how far I go
My thoughts remain
With no action to show
I cannot indulge in my obsession
As it turns into a phase
Overshadowed by another infatuation
So easily it can be replaced
I want to do everything
Yet have the energy to do just one
The choices overwhelm me
I'm left with a list undone
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 3:20 AM UTC
My life is beginning
to feel like
a patchwork quilt
of deadlines
and tasks.
Even doing nothing
has started to seem
like something to do,
just another thing
to check off my
list,
with a certain amount
of time allotted for it,
and a clear time
to move on to
the next thing,
lest I fall behind.
Weeks,
days,
sometimes even
hours
are divided
and categorized
by what I should be
doing
in them.
I don't allow
any passion projects
too engrossing
or time-consuming
for fear of
losing
myself
in
it
and forgetting my responsibilities.
All I can think
when my heart
nudges me to
read a book
or
write a story
is that I have
no time,
no time,
no time
for such things,
and that I must be
conscientious before, and over, content.
Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 8:16 AM UTC
Author a book,
Compose a music album,
Become a popular cook,
Hold an art exhibition,
Explore innovation,
Creation,
Ground breaking invention,
Appear on television,
Meet Stan Lee,
Creator of comic action,
Live dangerously,
Learn magic,
Learn lock pick,
Want to build,
Create,
Destroy,
Travel,
Back in time,
To the future,
Explore nature,
And shape the world,
From its failures.
Mar 13, 2017
Mar 13, 2017 at 3:15 PM UTC
There are so many words that struggle silently on the mind,
too scared to become sound waves so they’re strangled somewhere
between thoughts and windpipe.
I want to ask so much from you but asking too much from people
Is how you make them scatter and run an evasive pattern fastest from you
Because no favors are free.
Sweet nothings are all I want to hear from you,
Like the ones you used to whisper to me when you still felt challenged,
When you were trying to win me.
Well win me again, because I think you’re losing me somewhere.
I can’t stomach this feeling of being somewhere on your priorities list,
Wedged between the laundry and the dishes.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 12:18 PM UTC