I visited my parents in Texas and pulled out from the dusty depths of my old bedroom closet, a box. It had been stored at the bottom of this closet for a multitude of years. I kind of knew what was in it but over the years had forgotten about the memories that awaited. Well to my horror and surprise, there was pages upon pages of teen angst poetry. It’s so, so bad that it’s almost good in its horribleness.

So in the spirit of this blog of designingLULA, it would be a shame if I didn’t share some of these gems into the psyche of my teen angst self. Hahaha…enjoy.

Stranded
(undated, sometime between 1991-1994)

The sparkle in my eye
The wind in my hair
My bleeding heart
Aching for you

I thought you were true
You said you loved me
I guess it wasn’t true
And now I’m stranded

Stranded from love
An arrow threw my heart

You’re leaving me
Done for good
I should of known from the start
But I’m stranded
Stranded from your love