My Honest Poem

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I was born in the Fall, which is the season of colors 

I don't know how to close my mouth and stop talking, and I always seem to say the wrong things at the wrong time

I'm still learning how to open up to close friends and my family

I was born two months early and I've been smaller than average ever since

I like books and musicals... a lot 

I've been told I'm bad at making decisions and I know that I am. I'm always too scared to make the wrong choice

Secretly I get nervous every time I speak

I have an odd fascination with odd things, I assume thats because I'm odd as well

I'm scared to death of everything that will happen the moment I let go

Hi, my name is Jenna

I enjoy staying up later than everyone else and being alone, singing until my voice hurts, laying in cool bug free grass and watching the clouds, and letting music fill my head

But I don't say I love you as often as I should

I have a solar power brain and battery operated confidence that breaks down more often than it should

My hobbies include editing myself to be more like the people around me, hiding behind my headphones, and trying to convince my self that I'm worth SOMETHING

You see I don't know much but I know that I'm still going to wake up tomorrow and that somehow, someday, some way everything might turn out ok eventually.


This was a project I had to do for school , its what made me think "Hey sometimes I write okayish poetry I should make a book for it" for some reason thats what I did. I was thinking of doing it for the poetry slam, let me know how it is.

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