I was born on July 29th
I hear that makes me a Leo.
I have no idea what that actually means.
I’m 5ʼ8”
I weigh 145 lbs (barely)
I’m terrible at meeting new people,
And I’m a sucker for a guy with a nice smile and clean sneakers.
I’m still learning how to speak up,
I’m often loud in places where I should be quiet,
I’m often quiet in places where I should be loud.
I like cheez its… a lot.
I’ve been told that I give really good advice,
People say I’m good at listening,
It’s probably because I am.
Although secretly I get really nervous
Every time someone comes to me with a new problem.
It’s strange really,
I can help everyone else with their problems
But I couldn’t find my way out of a maze.
Like I’m on this mental merry go round
With no place to get off
But anyway,
I have an odd fascination with things like season changes and seasonal people.
I assume it’s because I find myself dedicating time to things that I know will only last a few months.
I guess that’s why I fall in love with men who will never love me for long.
And I know that sounds crazy but it’s just how it seems,
And to be honest I think it’s safer that way.
You see, relationships often remind me
That I’m not afraid of heights or falling
But I am scared to death of everything that’s going to happen the very moment
That my body hits the ground.
I have to say this…
I’m clumsy.
Yesterday I tripped over my self-esteem,
Landed on my pride and it shattered like an iPhone with a broken face,
Now I can’t even tell who’s trying to give me a compliment.
I’ve never lost a fight but I have this bruised heart.
I got it from beating myself up over things I can’t fix.
I’m afraid if I let you see my skeletons,
You’d grind my bones into powder and get high off my fault lines.
Hi, my name is Mary.
I enjoy Chinese food, reading
And laughing for absolutely no reason at all
But I don’t allow myself to cry as often as I need to.
I have solar power confidence
And a battery operated smile.
My hobbies include:
Editing my life story,
Hiding behind metaphors,
And trying to convince my shadow
That I’m someone worth following
You see, I don’t know much but I do know this:
I know that heaven is real
And I know that God,
He’s given me this assignment
Although I stumble along the way
It reminds him that we still have a lot of work to do.
I hear that makes me a Leo.
I have no idea what that actually means.
I’m 5ʼ8”
I weigh 145 lbs (barely)
I’m terrible at meeting new people,
And I’m a sucker for a guy with a nice smile and clean sneakers.
I’m still learning how to speak up,
I’m often loud in places where I should be quiet,
I’m often quiet in places where I should be loud.
I like cheez its… a lot.
I’ve been told that I give really good advice,
People say I’m good at listening,
It’s probably because I am.
Although secretly I get really nervous
Every time someone comes to me with a new problem.
It’s strange really,
I can help everyone else with their problems
But I couldn’t find my way out of a maze.
Like I’m on this mental merry go round
With no place to get off
But anyway,
I have an odd fascination with things like season changes and seasonal people.
I assume it’s because I find myself dedicating time to things that I know will only last a few months.
I guess that’s why I fall in love with men who will never love me for long.
And I know that sounds crazy but it’s just how it seems,
And to be honest I think it’s safer that way.
You see, relationships often remind me
That I’m not afraid of heights or falling
But I am scared to death of everything that’s going to happen the very moment
That my body hits the ground.
I have to say this…
I’m clumsy.
Yesterday I tripped over my self-esteem,
Landed on my pride and it shattered like an iPhone with a broken face,
Now I can’t even tell who’s trying to give me a compliment.
I’ve never lost a fight but I have this bruised heart.
I got it from beating myself up over things I can’t fix.
I’m afraid if I let you see my skeletons,
You’d grind my bones into powder and get high off my fault lines.
Hi, my name is Mary.
I enjoy Chinese food, reading
And laughing for absolutely no reason at all
But I don’t allow myself to cry as often as I need to.
I have solar power confidence
And a battery operated smile.
My hobbies include:
Editing my life story,
Hiding behind metaphors,
And trying to convince my shadow
That I’m someone worth following
You see, I don’t know much but I do know this:
I know that heaven is real
And I know that God,
He’s given me this assignment
Although I stumble along the way
It reminds him that we still have a lot of work to do.
