Is it too much to ask that I might change the world someday?
I feel powerful in heels and a sweater.
You make me angry when you ignore me.
I have too many thoughts running through my mind in a marathon race against one another at a 100 miles an hour to ever fully make sense of it all. Is that a bad thing?
I used to be famous for procrastination, but I don't think that's so anymore. I hate the nagging feeling of knowing there are things on my never-ending chain of yellow post-it to-do lists waiting to be done.
I live with a constant soundtrack playing itself out in my mind every day. Sometimes when I make faces and don't mean to, it's because of the song at that moment.
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