Adults Need Tantrums Too

I know I am an adult

and I need to be practical

and think of my needs.

not my wants.

I’m a grown-ass woman

and I have to think of others.

But dammit!

Let me have my tantrum!

Let me have a moment.

Let me be selfish for once.


I want a relationship.

I want a commitment.

I want romance.

I want goodnight texts.

and “I Love Yous” at

the end of phone calls.

I want sappy Facebook posts

and to stop feeling left out of life.

I want to stop holding myself back

all the goddamn time.

I want to feel like I am valid-

like  I am allowed to have feelings.

I’m tired of pretending I’m fine

when I’m really fucking not.

I needed a moment.

This will do.

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk.





What Are We?

I’m tired of the game

and trying to explain

just how you hurt me.


With all of your words

I’m split into thirds

thinking what are we?


Your power you flaunt;

don’t know what you want.

You keep changing your key.


You’re back and you’re forth

What is my worth?

Baby, what are we?


You’re up and You’re down

I’m flipped around;

a ship lost at sea.


You’re always my choice

but I’m losing my voice.

What about me?


Decide our plot.

Want this or not?

What are we?


I want commitment.

I’m not here to play games.

I want to make a plan,

make a future for myself.

If you want a part of it,

then do something.

I’ll gladly make additions.

That part is easy.

it removing someone

over and over that’s hard.

That’s not reliable.

I need people to count on,

a sturdy foundation.

I need commitment.

You’re either in or out.

Which is it?