Surrender

You tell me to
Dress myself, pretty myself,
Wear my hair long, just like
Everyone else.

Don't eat! Don't you dare!
And what are you doing, listening
to that?
THIS
is what we listen to.
You like it. You do.

Forget your books and
Your journals, forget
Your great relationship with
Your mom.
Be angry, be distant, live
Your world through TV
and Ipod and computer
Screens.
Never lift your eyes to the sky
And wonder.

You're weird. You're different.
Boys will never want you, because
You're not pretty enough, not cool enough,
Not SAME enough.

Guess what world?
I'm not listening to you.
I will not live my life according
To your standardized rules.
I will not break down
I will not give in
I will not
Surrender.

Thoughts

Hey,
This is
Slightly more
Than ironic:

I told myself
I needed a
Break, that I
Was gettin'
In too deep.

Others didn't see
It that way, said
I was crazy to
Even try.

So I tried.
And the funny
Thing is that
The more I
Try to push
You out of my
Life the more you
Seem to be a part
Of it.

I
Can't
Not
Think
About
You, and it's
Driving
Me
Nuts.

The strangest things:
Khakis, a bad joke,
my morning cup of
Coffee, a stupid cartoon
Mouse, and of course,
Your celestial twin
Make it impossible
Not to
"THINK".