he's afraid ~ A Poem a Day in May

his face was long with sadness

his eyes were empty as the universe

he'd smile to you 

but all you get is fear

hugs? they're colder than ice cubes in your freezer

you'd get close but he's farther than jupiter

as he spoke his voice was shaken 

it was shakier than the 1906 earthquake in San Francisco

he'd give you love 

but no love for himself

he gives you hugs

hugging a spirit

He's scared to get

close

i'm not. 

My Picture.

Sometimes i feel like a picture that does not belong in a art museum. and 

people are looking at me, like, what im going to do next. well, i don't do anything. Because im just a picture on the wall just like the others down the hall. But i'll stay here on the wall till i fall and ultimately break free and soon they will see it was me, nothing more, nothing less just me. 

i Wrote this probably like, i wanna say 5 years ago.. when i was feeling like people wanted you to be perfect when we all know we are not... and to pretend like we we're perfect... no one is perfect. but then again we all have different definitions of perfect. i broke free and decided , i dont wanna be perfect.. i just want to be carol. still struggling because some people don't quite understand the behavior of people when they're being themselves.. so its a learning process on both ends... 

so just try to be you and everything will fall in place!