Flashback

Due to “peer pressure” from a few of my coworkers I just started reading the book Twilight by Stephenie Meyer. As shocking as it may sound (and yes, my three high school age cousins were shocked), I have never seen the movie nor did I ever have a desire to. I am only on page 40, so I can’t really give a review at this point, only to say that it is defiantly getting me into teenage girl mindset. As I sit here on my parents couch, Twilight on my lap, I feel as though I am having a flashback to the late 90’s. I took several creative writing courses in high school and used to write a lot of poetry, part of my teenage angst I suppose. I no longer have copies of the poems and honestly remember very few; however, there are some that stuck with me. For your reading pleasure, a flashback into my teenage girl mind:


Prince of Shattered Hearts

You’re the player of all players.
You’re the prince of shattered hearts.
You’re the god who crushes all the girls,
I knew it from the start.
I went ahead and fell for you,
Although I don’t know why.
I guess it must have been the sweet way
That you spoke the lie.
So now I sit here all alone,
Feeling oh so blue.
And you’re out with another girl,
And soon you’ll play her too.
But I think you better wakeup,
Cause soon your gonna find.
A girl who acts the same as you,
And likes to mess with minds.
This girl, she’s gonna knock you down,
And me, I’m gonna smirk.
Cause then you’ll know just how it feels
To have fallen for a jerk.