The Rebellious Observer

Contrast
2002-06-05 22:28:27 (UTC)

Info, bio, and a bit of bad poetry

// When you smile,
All I see are your teeth.
And when we kiss,
I gargle saltwater afterwards,
To keep away the taste of blood. //

// Sweet unforgiving tears run down your face
As they take me away to a place I’ve never been,
And I laugh as only a madman may laugh
Because isn’t that what I am now? //

Perhaps I should tell the world a little bit about myself.
Okay, then.
I am:
17 and never been kissed
More than a girl, not yet a woman
Lazy
Foolish
Callous
Understanding
Sentimental
Confounding
Unceasing
Silly
A member of a magnet school
A non-smoker
A fake
Remorseful
Pathetic
Cheery
Eccentric
Sarcastic
A nuisance
A prude
A kook
A writer
A scientist
A poet
Trapped in confusion
A daughter
A teenaged spinster
Weird
Detached
A contradiction. Paradoxical, really.

// “Since we’re alive and already in Hell, does that mean
that when we die we get to go to Heaven by default?”
“Nah—our best bet is purgatory.” //

Random insight: I like to read. Almost anything. Two plays
I like are “The Night Thoreau Spent In Jail” by Jerome
Lawrence and Robert E. Lee and “The Importance of Being
Earnest” by Oscar Wilde. Yes, they were both assigned
reading, but I found that both were actually quite amusing,
thought-provoking, and more than slightly off-kilter (and
so I adore them).




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