So, moving on...My name is Jenn. I am a woman. Sort of. Does 28 years old become the new teenager since 50 is the new 40? Or am I still a woman in my actual years of being alive and the fact that I get my period on occasion? I guess you can be the judge, but either way, I am a female searching, struggling, living, experiencing, striving, accomplishing, failing, (any other adjectives you might want to add), and almost always loving this human experience we are all in together, like it or not. I have not yet found my way in the world, according to myself and my critical mind, and I always come back to sitting at my computer, writing songs, poems, pep talks, or anything else that makes me feel heard.
I started writing poetry and journaling when I was 7. My poems became songs when I met a musician after moving from NYC to Los Angeles. Then I continued writing lyrics and music by myself, singing and starting a band called Green Hut. We weren't great, but we had fun, and I had blue dreadlocks to boot. I have always wanted to write, all my psychics and spiritual guru's (yeah, I live in LA) tell me I should write, so for once I am just going to listen and do what I am told. I figure if one person, maybe 2, my sister and my friend, read a post, I will feel a little more understood and a little more productive in the world.
So, here goes nothing, or something...a poem to start the ball rolling...I am hoping to turn it into a song one of these days...
Beginnings
Ever wish things could be different
Beginnings would never change
I wish I could say I love you today
I don’t feel that same way
The first day we met
I thought you were going to save me
I was down and out and you were talking bout
Taking care of me
Ever wish things could be different
I wish I met you at another time
Would we be the same without our others
Or would we look another way
I wonder why things happen
Why we chose to lie
Wonder why I thought you were perfect for me
And why I opened so easily
Ever feel like we were dirty
Like we were bad, bad to the bone
I felt so good and at peace with you
But look at what I did with you
Ever wish things could be different
Beginnings would never change
I wanted to laugh and love you forever
And watch the people pass with you.
~Jenn
this poem made me cry. lovely and sad and wistful.
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