Hi my fabulous readers!
So today my mom packed up my books for me (since we are moving to Pensacola in two weeks) and she left a few of my little notebook-y things out. I was looking though them and I found one that had a poem in it that I wrote in high school. Oh my god I must have really thought I was a Bronte sister or something. It screams...I am a miserable teenager and I want you to be miserable with me! I am suffering! What exactly was I suffering from? A bad hair day? Forgot to study for a test? Not sure. I can't really think of anything that would make me sad enough to write this poem. Do you want to read it? I thought about whether or not to post it, because while it is entertaining for ME to read something I wrote seven or eight years ago, I'm not so sure it will be entertaining for me when OTHER people read it and comment on it and tell me GOD AMY WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU ARE SO OVER-DRAMATIC! Well please consider that I did write it as an emotional wreck of a teenager and I am sharing it with you for entertainment value only and please don't make fun. Thank you.
Here it is.
alone once again as usual,
i CHOOSE my solitude.
or does it choose me?
i can't be sure.
i'm the weird girl and
no one knows it but me.
how bizarre.
no one acts like me
and no one gets how i am,
what i do.
i'm a piece of the same puzzle
but i've been warped
by a spilled drink and
the heat of the sun glaring
through the kitchen window.
i don't quite fit.
the picture on the surface is right
but i'm the wrong shape-
maybe i'm not supposed to be stuck in their puzzle.
I found two other poems too. Maybe I will post them. We'll see.
Love Me.
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6 comments:
Hi Amy,
Well, I for one like your poem. I can relate to it. I was also an emotional wreck of a teenager, as were many others. I like the imagery in your poem and I'm sure it would strike a chord with many young girls - your girls from the school would probably like it even though they may not want to admit it.
Glad to hear you and your mom are having a good time. It's cool and dreary here and I wish I could be at the beach too! But we have only 23 days until our trip to Disney for Jaimee's Make-A-Wish!! Yea!! We leave on Nov. 4th. Can't wait.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Em's room is coming along. I have 2 walls painted in a lime green and I may get around to painting the other two walls with the 1st coat of blue today. Roger is getting the closet organizer put in, the ceiling fan and light are up. Almost there! Just taking a little longer than expected, but that's usually the case when you're remodeling.
Otherwise we're just busy doing all the same old things. Em's doing really well in swim lessons and they're both doing well in their music lessons. Em has made a lot of progress on the guitar in the past couple of weeks. It's like all of the sudden it has gotten easier for her - that and daily practice. Jaimee is doing very well on the piano. It's cute to watch her wiggle her little bottom onto the piano bench - she looks like a puppy wagging her tail.
Speaking of puppies - Grandma and Grandpa's new dog is pretty sweet. She's still getting used to being around people, but she's a good dog. The girls love her. (The poor thing!)
Well, that's about all for now. We have to go and get Em a flu shot. Jaimee had hers last week and her doctor recommends that our whole family get one to keep her safe.
Love you, Auntie J.
oh boy now I feel like slashing my wrists
Yes! I, too, can relate to the misery of solitude during my teenage years. As you could probably guess, I was a geek, nerd, dweeb, etc. Interesting how teens desire so much to fit in and feel accepted. I feel this is the root of many problems teens exhibit today. Oh well. Somehow we made it through okay.
Glad to hear you're having a blast w/mumsie. Many safe travels to your new pad and for mom's trip home!
Luv y'all!
- Unc <8^O
Linny, I am so sure that nice young officer escorted you home just because he wanted to make sure you got home OK.
Hey Aim-like your poem. I felt like that, too as a teenie-bopper.I guess it's just a teen thing-and they/we all spend/spent so much time trying to be different when really, at that phase all teens are in the same place...oooohhh-deep, huh? Anyway, I like your poem. I think Linny and you should write a book together. I get a lot of laughs reading your page. Love you guys! Auntie L
I don't know why I just came up as anonymous! I selected "other"...
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