This is me

My throat turns into a brick every time someone asks me how my night was.
And there's a brick that's been pushed to the bottom of the $5 movie bins in Walmart
that's suppose to be my heart.
I had bricks falling from my eyes for hours after we went on stage,
 but it's okay.
My dad had Ben & Jerry's.
My feet weigh heavy with bricks when we walk to art because my teacher
 "doesn't mean to stress us...but does".
And I have bricks for hands whenever someone gives me a compliment.
Because what do you do with bricks if the houses are already built
 and no one needs them? 
Mine just dangle and get cold.

There are bricks piling on my shoulders like someone is planning to build a home there.
And it's the hardest to breathe when you have bricks for lungs.
I wish my car would stop filling with bricks so for once I could go over
a speed bump and not scrape my car.

brick


A lot of people are bricks. 
Bricks that confused me by telling me numbers are also letters
 and lying to me saying if I hold my face that way for too long it will be stuck like that.  

All the bricks that told me to practice my spelling instead of drawing. 
And the bricks that laughed at me when I cut my chin open on the playground.

And to the brick that danced with someone else
at the dance I asked him to,


This is me forgiving you.
Because I learned that night that some bricks are meant to chip pieces off
of you in order to create the sculpture you are meant to be.




Don't worry,
I'm the worst of them all. 
I pretend to be anything but brick 
I pretend to be okay with everything even though I'm not.


I wish I could disappear every time they are in the same room as me.
And wish I didn't get annoyed with some people so quickly.
I'm tired of everyone only knowing one thing about me.
And having my mouth shut every class.
My mouth is probably the only thing that's not a brick.




This is me trying to break down the walls that were build without my permission.
This is me trying to figure things out.
This is me just trying.

This is me.







2 Happy Thoughts:

  1. I'm so impressed with this post. Really one of the better brick posts. So great.

    ReplyDelete
  2. "I pretend to be anything but brick" #stolen

    ReplyDelete