Poetry&other awkward teenage moments

I post mostly normal teenage angst poems; unedited and horribly written. Sometimes I'll post a story about my day.It really is quite boring. It's not meant to be. Yet I don't have much to work off... but maybe someday I'll look back and laugh. So I can remember everything. Share some things. Work on others. and feel happiness. xo.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

How it happened

Okay, this a VERY rough draft typed up in about 5 minutes. I'll continue to edit.


I came to do what I love
Practice every movement
Twirl and create magic

Instead I found you
You amazed me with your skill
And maturity, confidence

I needed help and you were there
And every time that Kanye song played I thought of you
I learned how to jump, dance, and create a wall

You taught me how to mime a rope
Your talent caught me and I was in love
Finally, someone sweet and caring who shared my passion

Alas, it was not to be.
You were, after all, 5 years older then me
I never said anything, no, no one knew

But still, every time I saw you I gulped
And could not remove my eyes
Even if it was killing me to watch

I pretend to be chill and don’t act awkward anymore
Yet I still know
That every time I see I’ll want to cry

I focus on my feet, or a scene in the distance

Somehow it always morphs into me and you….
Standing in front of a sunset
Cheesy, right?

Emotional anguish crosses my face
Even now I’m listening to Kanye
It reminds me of you
The good and the Bad

A struggle within myself
My first real test as an actor
Can I hide the feeling?

Love love love your favorite listener,
Carly

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