It's about me now
07/07/2010 03:51 a.m.


It’s time for me to care for me.

Well, ok, I know
I’m late,
But at least I'm finally here.

And I don’t know what that means
About tomorrow.

And I don’t know where “you”,
Any of “you”,
Fit.

I only know I’ve looked inside,
It’s a mess,
And no one
Can sort through the jumble
But me.

And I'm going to take
All the time I need
To do this right.

And I can't stop
To feel sorry
If that doesn't work for anyone else -
Even if I
Get lonely along the way.

And when I'm all too serious,
I'll tackle myself
And giggle like mad,
'Cuz I can do that -
Take my sulky surly and
Tickle it silly.

And that's all there is to that.

I am currently: in my own skin
Listening to: the quiet in my soul