One day in the midst of a meltdown it was suggested to me that maybe I need a “sanity blog” where I can record all of the feelings that I’m having daily as a result of the myriad of things my life is made up of at the moment. I thought this meant adding one more thing to the already long list of responsibilities I feel obligated to perform. But then a song popped into my head unexpectedly. And here it is.
I need a place where I can go
Where I can whisper what I know
Where I can whisper who I like
And where I go to see them
I need a place where I can hide
Where no one sees my life inside
Where I can make my plans, and write them down
So I can read them
A place where I can bid my heart be still
And it will mind me
A place where I can go when I am lost
And there I’ll find me
I need a place to spend the day
Where no one says to go or stay
Where I can take my pen and draw
The girl I mean to be
The Girl I Mean To Be 