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what's in a name
march 05, 2004 | 12:35 am

let me go back to another time, 
another day, 
and start over.
there have been too many tears, 
at twenty-three
my well is running dry.
too many loves, 
too many introductions,
good-byes,
too much packing, unpacking,
too many memories in storage.
there are too many unread books,
unplayed c.d.s,
pictures in boxes,
too many faces i remember
only when reminded.
too many numbers:
714. 949. 805. 661. 219. 317.
she doesn't live here anymore.
change of address,
times sixteen.
and who could keep up?
maybe that was the point.
and while i may have been sincere,
i shorted every
one
along the way.
i was looking in so many directions,
my mind racing with so many thoughts, 
you could be two feet to my right,
or two thousand miles to my left,
and i would still be in a world of
make-believe, where
three months in
october 31, 2002 | thanksgiving hideaway

first you're irritated because i'm trying to be nice, i'm caring, but trying not to care too much. i'm in tears because nothing i do coincides with your minute. because i don't coincide with you.

theme song
april 06, 2001 | 01:27 am

play my theme song.
and you did.
i really found myself in that,
but then i realized
that lately,
i've discovered myself in a lot of new places.
so i'm learning i don't really need a set self-definition.
cause being desiree could mean a lot of different things.
[ tagged: long hoped for ]
dear mother
march 28, 2001

dear mother,
i have something to tell you,
something you don't want to hear.

i revert
to a seven-year-old
crying over spilled milk,
afraid to admit
that my grandfather was dead
or that 
i never believed 
i was eating the body and blood 
of your jesus christ.
the first reference
january 27, 2001

i don't even know :
who 
or what
or how
i am.
i've been so busy filling a role 
  someone else created.
i've been focused on being
 christian 
 or vegan
 or non-christian
 or gay
 or straight
 or undecided
here i am
and i don't even know who
  desiree is
being desiree is only
something long hoped for
every me
november 08, 2000

i keep thinking i have to be something
i have to have a definition
everytime a tear drops i change my mind
i am more undecided than this election
and i think "here i am - 
a part of this history
- deciding debating discussing -
watching in disbelief disgust"
and i don't even know
what i am
i could prove to you
- fact evidence debate rebuttal -
that i am one thing
switch spots
so i can prove to you
(same process as before)
that i am the exact opposite

you'll move on
forget every me
because i couldn't decide on one