Beach Blues

Oh I went to the beach today

But I'm still not feeling cool

Oh I lay in the dunes today

But I'm still feeling like a fool

Cuz I'm still alone and hungry

and I'm a girl who can't follow any rules

Well, they say well-behaved women rarely make history

Well, I hope that means there's something amazing coming up ahead for me

Cuz I've been laughed at, scorned, tortured and let go,

looked at with eyes like I'm crazier than anyone they know

I've got secrets that only I can understand

Dear God, you're giving me a challenge I truly can not comprehend

So just bring me to the river

Let me wash away my sins

Yesterday at the grocery store

the bagger saw me and sang "Express Yourself" 

the cashier mentioned peaches, 

all while smirking at me, 

as if I was a porn elf

Well, wtf is going on here?

I'm just wearing regular clothes 

Walking near the Gate, 

trying to contemplate

how can I escape this story?

Al I ever wanted was for you to adore me.

Part of a Creative Writing Project: Letters to Geographer 2015-2016