self portrait

April 13, 2009

im wearing my dads deodorant today
and i havent brushed my hair all week
there’s a whole in my sock
and i had cookies for breakfast

i sleep til the last second
on wet hair
that never gets tangled
like these circling emotions
and tangent thoughts

i got blisters on my heart
and bruises on my resolve
but im standing tall
in these yellow heels that hurt
my half healed knee

i got a fun car
but i ignore the mail
hoping nothing will come that
will make me sweat
and regret those wheels
i had to have

gonna be late for work again
and my gas tank’s hovering on e
im such a holy hot mess but
you’d never know to look at me

i get my hopes up over so many things
i dream
i scheme, believe

i get let down by so many things
i steam
i seethe, can’t breathe

im wearing my dads deodorant on today
and i havent brushed my hair all week.

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