Poems from meyerang
(9:27 am) Some people don't want to think?
(10:04 am) Every moment is a fresh start.
(5:52 pm) Home is anywhere you make it.
(10:37 pm)...
Friday night,
shower, make up, dress slutty,
music turned on,
friends over,
bring drinks,
party until two,
Loud,
laugh and talk and sing...
What was I doing?
Before I was conscious?
Before I was thinking?
Sincere,
that's what people tell me.
Because I'm honest,
and I mean what I say.
And when I care, I care.
When I don't care, I don't care....
What am I underneath it all?
I am afraid,
of new,
of alone,
of failure.
I am easily,
saddened,
angered,
excited.
I think,
worry,
and cry...