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Patricia Holman

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

64 poems·Since April 2012
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April 11, 2012
I was acting out habits, I didn't even know I had Moved down here and ran smack dab into them There it was staring me in the face I needed attention and you wasn't giving me any You was walking around without a care in the world While I was home pouting Stressed out and losing my hair I made myself sick over you And did you care? I know you did, you just had a different way of showing it You played my patience like a see-saw And made me believe I was "It" Red light, green light When do the games end? I wanna be little again, so I can play house with you I be mommy and you be daddy So we can live out our fantasies of having a family Little did I know, a family stems from two And its fate rides on the love of me and you
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