New Person

What is it with me?

I’m liking guys that aren’t my type

I’m having unfamiliar urges

My opinions have changed

Since last week

Am I a brand new person?

Well I don’t like this new person

I wish I could be the old Laura

Who valued character and talent

Above appearance and masculinity

I feel like someone else

Craving money, wanting to be fit

This isn’t me!

I don’t like this new person

I want my old self back!

Self-Reflection

           If death’s cruel eyes stared me in the face, what would I do?  If I were under a table at Columbine, with a gun to my head, would I admit who I worshipped?

            I don’t want to be faced with that decision, but I want to know the truth in my heart.  If I am a coward, I want to know.  But do I want to risk finding out?