Hoping to Please

Written during freshman year.

I was hoping to be hopeful,

living life on a

narrow edge,

swaying with opinions

but keeping balance.

To be happy and free,

and the person I always wanted

to be.

I never thought I’d be the one

sitting off to the side

and keeping her mouth shut,

hoping to please.

I never thought I’d hide

from the disgusting stares

and filthy looks.

I never thought I’d care.

But you see,

my thoughts, my mind,

even my lies,

they come from honesty.

For I have felt more;

felt pain, felt love,

felt the wild side of the fire.

And maybe that’s all

that I will ever want.