Baby, the Stars Shine Brite

The secret life of a girl.the strange confessions and dirty little secrets of a girl.

22.2.05

"The Apology"

I'm sorry...
I cannot be your trophy wife:
set upon the shelf; a magic mirror for you to look into.
I am not a prize to be won
I do not want to be plucked from life so soon
shut up in a gilded cage
(not even a with bars of love)
I do not wish to be cruel
nor harsh or abrupt.
I do not mean to banish love
and crumple you and me up.
We are not a forgotten verse
or a discarded dress that has gone out of fashion;
but I cannot give up myself entirely just yet
I do not know when or if I can.

posted by Tragic the Pixie @ 2/22/2005 08:41:00 PM

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"Father Forgive Me" (later renamed "Baby, the Stars Shine Brite") was started in the hope that a confessional blog would be entertaining reading as well as intellectual. After being neglected for some years is now, rather anonymously written in the hopes of hashing out thoughts in a somewhat intelligent manner. Aside from the writer of this blog, I am a university student majoring in Women's Studies and minoring in English at a prominent Catholic university in Middle America. A dedicated liberal - I also throw and participate fully in raves and rave culture from DJing, to lights and sound crew, to doing homework in legal libraries I'll be there - in true Riot Grrrl style: usually a miniskirt, combat boots, and wildly dyed hair. Aside from considering law school and entering politics I hope to start an organization wherever I end up providing a safe place for teenage girls (and boys) and helping their voices be heard as well as providing information on sex, condoms, and anything under the sun that kids may need. I am currently engaged to a wonderful man and hope to be married sometime around November of 2008.
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