LOVE EVERYTHING I DO

stubborn and a little selfish,
with might in my legs
and worry in my blue veins,
things I can't change.

my limp walk and
the way I talk,
with my stressed smile
and my tired eyes,
things I could change.

the way I laugh and hide my secrets,
with my pale colored skin
and broken home life,
things I want to change.

the way I can talk all day
and write poetry about things
that will never happen to me,
when I order myself a milkshake
and blow cash on things I don't like,
things I love about, well, me.

read a book with words I don't know
and watch shows I don't
really like.
play on guitar and sing
to songs I enjoy.
scream about how I wish
I could have rocks being tossed at my window.
live happily and freely.
paint pictures of trees
randomly dye my hair on
a day that I can call myself a free fucking bird.
fuck a boy over with my words
and call myself a living mystery.
learn how to ride a bike
when I want to,
and drive around parking lots
at nine pm.
fuck others and live better.
things I can.