*So this is kind of a new thing that I thought would be interesting sharing on here. I have used writing to help me process the world around me ever since I was a child. The main way that I chose to write was in song. I would have notebooks upon notebooks of songs and poems that I would fill as I grew up. Once I was old enough to play guitar, I added chords to the songs and for a few years in high school I did a lot of performing around my town. Over time, I came to realize that I don’t enjoy singing in front of people. For some reason my stage freight made me feel like an easy target to get made fun of and I would get really hard on myself. I still don’t enjoy performing for the same reasons, but I still love to write songs. I hope that this new way of sharing my art comes across in a way that makes sense, since you won’t be hearing the music that I wrote to the lyrics. This first song is one that I wrote about the first man that I dated after leaving high school about 6 years ago.*

We’d Play House

I was 19

And you were 21

We knew everything

I knew you were the only 1

We’d play pretend

And we’d build a tent

And we’d imagine that we were bigger

We’d shop for food

And go into town

No one could boss us around

When we’d play house

Sometimes the chairs fell down

And the sheets did too

We’d try to find our way around

In that dark room

Where we’d play pretend

And we’d build a tent

And we’d imagine that we were bigger

I’d make you food

And you would lay me down

No one could boss us around

When we’d play house

We found new games

And they were more fun

But sometimes,

I wish I could play that one.

where we’d play pretend

And we’d build a tent

And we’d imagine that we were bigger

We’d shop for food

And you would lay me down

No one could boss us around

When we’d play house