On wings of integrity: When I Grow Up

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

When I Grow Up

I want to be Famous, and i want to be a star;
But i personally do not wish to be in movies, but hopefully oneday my designs will be.
I do want to see the world and eventually drive nice cars but no need for groupies, when i could have my little run way models.

Here I have dress that i have been aching to make for such a long time,
and i finally gathered the confidence to make it,
I had drawn in millions of times on paper, wishing that oneday i could make it.

And I did:

"You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for"

Richard Siken