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.
