Thursday, January 6, 2011

If I were a boy

Curving, 
deep into the windows of the world,
staring in amazement.
And I realize how easy it is to be glued
back into pieces
but not before being taken apart 
like snapped strings on a guitar.
This is why I am happy to be a girl
Because if I were a boy 
I would have my heart-broken every day 
just from looking