Yeah, I’m one of those “Starbucks girls”
The one who jumps for joy over a PSL
Whose in a sweater on the first day of fall
Crunching leaves beneath my feet.
Sipping my hot coffee and reading a book!
Yeah, I’m one of those “lazy girls”
Who’d rather be napping in a pillow fort
Reading on the couch than on a run.
Watching movies on the couch
Snuggling under pills of blankets, with tea.
Yeah, I’m one of those “basic girls”
Applying my red lipstick and smoky eye
Trying the next seasons big trend.
Jumping from social platform to the next
Listening to another indie band.
Yeah I’m one of those “mental girls”
The one whose disorder shadows her life.
Who goes from laughing to crying
Who can’t control her emotions
And is having another breakdown
Yeah, I’m one of those girls….
But so what? I like those things.
And if it makes me happy. Yeah. I am one of those girls!
And I’m proud of it.
Because one of those girls frankly is me.
About the Creator
Lane Burns
I am a Poet and an inspiring short story, one day novel writer.
I like to write in free verse mostly, but am heavily inspired by Emily Dickenson, and tend to create my own rules and ideas as well.
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