See you Again“I had a dream about you the other night,See you Again by Angelgirlwithadream
It was weird because you weren’t in white.
I couldn’t see your face, and I don’t know if that made it better or not.
Your hair was as red as ever though,
And I could see it like a flame urging me foreword.
You were laughing.
It was funny because I know we never went to that park together,
but I can’t seem to picture you — even in my dreams — without the black road and yellow line beneath your feet and tree’s all around you.
There are no words for what it felt like to accept my diploma without you there beside me.
To watch your mom with her dark sunglasses accept yours.
I talk to you and I know you hear me.
Most days lately I have ‘see you again’ stuck in my head.
Charlie Puth sings “And every road you take, will always lead you home,” while Wiz Khalifa raps “And now you goin’ be
Dear Mom,Dear mom,Dear Mom, by Angelgirlwithadream
Here is what I’ll remember when I leave:
I’ll remember five am talks and the taste of pancakes that are slightly burnt
I’ll remember being half asleep and you brushing the hair from my face, I’ll remember you pulling my blankets higher
I’ll remember rolling back over smiling
I’ll remember you watching horridly cheesy movies with me when I’m sick
I’ll remember the kisses on the forehead and the first day of school shopping
I’ll remember the stickers on the door up to the attic and the dragon scales growth chart
I’ll remember picking wild flowers off the back of the garden to give to you and the year the sunflowers towered over me
I’ll remember my old canopy bed, the light pink gauzy curtains drifting in a summer breeze and your laugh
I’ll remember strawberry picking and the time it torrential down poured and we stayed inside the car talking until it let up
I’ll remember the car rides to doctors when
Body ImageThis is not the point but it is the truthBody Image by Angelgirlwithadream
I was seven the first time that I remember someone
Telling me I was too fat
It was some nameless person
That didn’t know what he or she was saying
Or what it would do to a little girl
Who still believed she could be a princess
Sometimes I think about that little girl
And I cry for her
Because she was so innocent
She didn’t know that there were rules
About what her body should be
This is not the point but it is the truth
I was ten
The first time someone called me ugly
And I didn’t know what to do
I was ten and I thought I looked okay
I should have been concerned
With my math homework that night
But I couldn’t stop thinking about it
Because every little girl wants to be pretty
This is not the point, but it is the truth
I was eleven
When I decided that I was going to change
So I developed a mantra
(Skinny is the only pretty)
And would repeat it whenever I got hungry
And suddenly I wouldn’t want food so much anymore
She-WolfBut there is a wolf in you,She-Wolf by Angelgirlwithadream
She’s the one that says those things that you always think are too forward.
That you bite you lip and never say.
Listen to her,
"Time has warped you," she'll whisper softly in you ear. "little one, you aren’t what you once were.
I see the bruises that reach far deeper than carbon,
And you know there is being polite and kind, and then, there is standing up for yourself
And you’ve begun to believe that you can’t do both."
(People have told you this: “Stop being a bitch” and you, you little darling you, have never wanted to be someone people don’t like. So you’ve become meek and have forgotten how to howl with all your heart.)
"You’ve always had the courage," she'll say. "To know when to hold your tongue and to stiff up your lip against all that they say."
She'll smile at you, all teeth and wit, cooing softly in the hopes that you'll hear her, caring as if you are bone of her bone and flesh of her flesh.