This one time, at band camp

I’ve been writing since as far back as I can remember. When something bothered me, I wrote it down. Mostly it was all short and simple, but sometimes, I’d get a little long-winded. And I always had a notebook and pen under my bed. Now, I have my phone and laptop, and the insecurities now are just as strong as they were then. I admire people who can just throw it all out there. I’m also not one of them. So, every time I share something personal, I need some encouragement. Or I need to delete it because I’m still just a freak.  I never realized how weird I was until social media. I always kind of thought, we were all the same….just human beings; occupying the same planet. And I thank whatever higher power it is for bringing people who see things as I do into my life. But, enough about that crap. I wrote this when I was 13 years old. Be nice!

Alone

Waiting for the sun to shine

Alone

Waiting in this bed of mine

It seems to take forever

The most beautiful feeling ever

Is knowing I’m alone 

And in a peaceful state of mind

No one else is awake

No one else can see

This wonderful setting I see

But even though I’d like to be

With someone I love

Through time I travel

If only in my dreams 

They take me to the one

That outshines the morning sun

Who isn’t really there

I’ll never find it.

I don’t care

Because I’m alone

Watching the sun rose

Alone

The light never hurts my eyes

It fills me with the energy

And hope I can’t find anywhere else

Through time I travel

If only in my dreams

They take me to the one

That outshines the morning sun

That isn’t really there

I’ll never find it

I don’t care

Because I’m alone

Waiting for the sun to shine

Alone

Waiting in this bed of mine

It seems to take forever

The most beautiful feeling ever

Is knowing I’m alone

And in a peaceful state of mind

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