May 27, 2005 10:32
I am 18.
I have a golden ring around my pupil.
I have my father's hair and my mother's voice
I have tall shoes and long jeans
I play my music loud with my windows down
I like the color of mint and the taste of caramel
I have never been to Europe
I drink a lot of water
I've cheated on diets
But I still have my father's hair
And I probably won't always
Like the color of mint
I'm always asked if I'm from the midwest
I don't have long skinny legs or perfect skin, but
I have lips that always smile
I have veins that bleed
I pick at my fingernails when I'm nervous
I rarely cry
I love honesty
and you
I know that I'm selfish
I have broken promises and
I will do it again
I've cheated on school work
I've lied and been caught
My eyes are rarely blue.
But I still bleed.
And my lips still smile.
And my legs will probably
never be long
I put up walls to avoid being hurt
I will over analyze and over react
I have bronzed skin--not red
I have no idea where I am going to be in ten years
My family is my world and sanctuary
I use song lyrics to say things I cannot
there's a lot that I haven't said
I have a fascination with stars
I'm innocent and naive but I am independent
I used to make chains out of flowers and dance in the rain.
I love convertibles
I’ve never cheated on a boyfriend.
I’ve been known to run away
But I still have a fascination with stars,
And use song lyrics for my cowardice.
And one day I won’t be capable of so much independence.
It’s been ten years since I’ve made chains from flowers.
But recently I’ve started
Dancing in the rain
Again.
a few simple truths.