sometimes...


...i sit on the bathroom floor and think
...i wonder if love will find me, or if i will have to go looking for it
...i forget to change facial expressions
...i think about the babies i will have
...i cry for no reason
...i cry
...i am bitter
...i am jealous
...i drive too fast
...i want a boy just because he is taken
...i wish i were prettier
...i feel dumb
...i feel vulnerable
...people look past me
...my parents look old
...i yell in the car
...i hate everything
...i fell like i'll explode if one more person sticks their noses into things they know nothing about
...i wish i could go someplace where no one knew me
...i write

...i am everything i wanted to be