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first draft of a poem |
weird little world by: becky ramgren paraphrase of a line from the movie "good will hunting" "the little idiosyncrasies - people call them imperfections - but they're not - and we get to choose who we let into our weird little worlds." so who do i let in to my weird little world? are they forced in? or pushed in? or do they want to come in? does it come with time? if i spend enough time with someone are they automatically let in? i don't think so. there are people i've known for a long time who aren't welcome in my weird little world. do some people just get me? and i don't have to open my doors or say come on in - they're already in. they've paid attention to those little things that make me me. and they stay. maybe they even like it in my weird little world. and to those people i say thank you for being my friend. a true friend - the kind of friend who makes me a better me. the kind of friend to whom i feel connected. the kind of friend who has become a part of me. and to those people i say thank you, and welcome, and please make yourself comfortable in my weird little world. 7/17/10 |