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When you're 10 all you wanna do is wear those high heels,
those adult clothes, the make up to cover up,
all you try to do is grow up and time speeds up,
with no pause button, no rewinds,
You simply run out of time.
Before you know it you'll have that cigarette in your hand instead of that doll,
that short skirt instead of those ripped up old blue jeans,
You'll have mascara running down your face trying to figure out how time took it all away.
Before you know it you'll be exactly where you were when you were 10 but everything and nothing feels the same.
Time, time is always five steps ahead when you're already three steps behind.
Everyone's asking if I've made it, you know to the place I've desperately waited for so long
but I can't seem to let go of the idea of saying yes,
I made it,
I became the person I was supposed to be,
I got the chance to live, love, and laugh,
I got the chance to be extraordinary because they believed in the girl who reached for the farthest stars.
Truth be told they didn't, I'm not who I want to be,
I'm stuck on the ground when all I want to do is fly and no I didn't make it.
Everyone keeps asking but I, well I just nod and smile cause how's a girl like me going to explain all the could've beens and should've beens to a bunch of unfamiliar faces.
You know you got it real bad when you start saying " I got used to it"
Before we start yelling and things start flying off the walls.
I need you to hear this, I need you to listen.
I've changed, Im not the same person I was the day we met and neither are you.
Change is bound to happen, Change is good, Change means we're growing up.
Whether we grow up to be complete idiots or total geniuses, I don't have the answers.  But it wont matter because we'll never change to the point where we wont stay friends, partners, or whatever this is.You can change all you want, you can change your hair, the way you dress, how you take your coffee, you can change how you picture your future but I'll always be in it for the long hall. When you look back at the times you've had, I'll always be right by your side.
Before we start yelling, arguing about all these little things, I need you to listen.
I just hope you understand.
Change, you never know if it'll tear you apart or bring you closer.
 May 2013 LD Goodwin
Amanda Jerry
You probably understand. Or maybe you don't, after all. Either way, it is jumping around inside me and if I don't let it out soon all my carbonation will fizz up and run over the side of my glass and I don't want to waste all that sweetness.

I want to kiss you underwater.

I want that kiss to be the only thing keeping us alive. Down there we are foreigners, aliens. Grasping, I want to feel your flesh in stark contrast to the smooth wetness all around me, like a secret.

All that life where we cannot live. Exotic, forbidden, so lovely. I am sick with love.
 May 2013 LD Goodwin
JM
Dirtblood.
 May 2013 LD Goodwin
JM
Soil, mulch and flora.
Odors of spring on bodies.
Peonies ripen.
The Green Grass Singing,
While The Leaves Sway In The Storm,
The Grey Clouds Clapping,
As Lightning Dances To Earth,
Illuminating The Dark
Lightning Dances The Electric Shuffle And There Has Been So Much Rain So I Say Let's Boogie!:)
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