Mary Alice I am Mary Alice But I prefer Mary I am eighteen years old. I am in my final year of high school. But I won’t be able to graduate until next year. If I stand straight I am five foot four. I have golden brown hair And long burgundy dyed hair that hangs in my face. Usually I have it down Unless I draw. Then it’s up in a ponytail. I love to draw. I am a student and now a woman But always a girl I love music and art. I am the youngest of three. Andrew and Sarah They are twenty-three and twenty-two. I love the smell of diesel and cold winter mornings. I drink only orange pekoe tea and sugar with my coffee. I like dry cereal and popcorn on rainy days. I work best with little time to complete it. I hate sandals and ignorance. I like bright colors and raves. I like rooms with twinkly lights and books. With soft faux fur rugs and lots of pillows Because I like to read on the floor. I like writing in ball point pens in elegantly designed note books. I’m a Wiccan, but nobody knows. I won’t push religion on my children Because they can only decide what they believe. I love amethysts. I like aquamarine more than rubies And topaz more than diamonds But someday I want a diamond And a gold band Forever. But not just yet. Someday I want a girl named Sarah and a boy named Tyler After my dear friend who I lost And my beautiful sister Who I have never met But they can wait Because I have so much I want to do So much I want to see I believe everyone is equal And I make sure everyone knows No one deserves hatred I hate bullying. It makes me ill I want to travel. I have anxiety issues And #depression But nobody knows about that either I love quiet days The soothing sound of rain But I am terrified of storms I’m very quiet. But I have so much to say I am just afraid to say it aloud Or perhaps it’s because I have nobody to listen I play 10 instruments I also sing But I am too shy Nobody has ever heard me. I’m afraid of judgment. Because it’s all I’ve ever gotten Nobody takes the time to know me. But I’ve learned to be tolerant. I love fireplaces with real fire And the sound of wind But I hate the cold I am crazy about summer sunsets Because I can watch it over the water I can be with my thoughts I like fireworks But hate the noise I like chocolate milkshakes And bananas in April Because it’s not too hot or too cold. I love to get dressed up, But I couldn’t be bothered I hate my alarm clock and laptop But I couldn’t live without them I’d rather walk than drive. But Ill drive anywhere. I’m proud of how far I’ve come. But I’m so insecure about ym mistakes I’m far too old for my age I don’t want to grow up But I am afraid to stay young. I eat too much sometimes And I talk too much, often I wish I slept too much. I love being with people But I love being alone I think too much But I seldom tell anyone what’s on my mind. I spend too much money on others. I put everyone before myself If those around me are happy I am usually happy. I want a piece of artwork By a famous painter. If I were rich I would go to the Vatican Then Tomorrowland Third would be California I want someone to understand me People think they do But they are wrong. I need somebody to need me Because I need them too I’m a deadly realist I used to not believe in love, Now I’m not so sure. I either love or hate winter I’m not sur eyet I hate people who try too hard And people who don’t try hard enough. I may be in love, and it scares me. But he doesn’t. My name is Mary Alice But I prefer Mary, it is 2014 I love to see the sun rise But hate to get up in the morning. My name is Mary Alice, and this is 2014.