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frAnk extremely interesting blathe, how you compared yourself to the angel...well written and very clever juxtaposition.

falling_angel

when are there times you feel your smile is plastered on?

do you have wings you do not use?
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pushpins ahhh its funny because when I began the poem, it had actually happened. I had a porcelein angel, it broke (only the wings) and when i picked her up, she was completely average. I was like "wow thats strange"...and then further into the poem I realized I was talking about me kind of. Its like I have all these opportunities, I have all I could need. If I tried, I could do anything, I'm sure. But I don't do it. I just whine. I feel fake. I could do so much, but I don't do a thing. (I don't use my wings)...My smiles feel fake. I tell myself "i can't feel sorry for myself, i can't waste my time." and I smile and I act happy, i make people laugh (surprisingly, you guys, i happen to have always been the funny girl in my groups of friends. its just you have to physically be around me to hear/see my humour)....but I feel so fake and guilty.

I don't quite know what else to say. I'm glad you liked my poem :)
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pushpins jesus, i didnt notice how often I used the word "fake" in that blathe til now... 020320
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Syrope yea i thought it was a great blathe pushpins...i like most of your blathes! (i havent read all of them yet)...what does blathering accomplish for you? like, a release or just to sort things out or...? 020320
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pushpins i suppose. I like getting my words out and sort of working on my poetry i suppppoooose. its freedom. You guys don't know how others see me, you have no bias, you see me for my words, and thats who i really am. I'm not that girl in nikis picture that whatshisface wants to fuck now that he's seen my body and now that he isnt afraid of that gothic girl (who is really ten times more insecure than she appears).

long story.

anyway i just like hearing feedback. I eman i could just smother these poems inbetween cardboard covers in a journal. or I could expose myself and see what people think. its what i crave. reaction. attention. love. hate. I don't know.
i have to go.
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Death of a Rose stylin, pushpins 031016
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pipedream i stalk you. i confess. you rock my socks, as celestias would say :)) 031214
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walrus roxors my soxors 031214
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of course you know sixteen is fifteen is yummychuckle is pushppins 031215
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additionally... is also squint and seventeen as well 031215
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