Confessions . . .T Swift Style

So don’t you worry your pretty little mind,

People throw rocks at things that shine,

And life makes love look hard,

The stakes are high,

The waters rough,

But this love is ours,

You never know what people have up their sleeves,

Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me,

Lurking in the shadows with their lip gloss smiles,

But I don’t care,

‘Cause right now you’re mine,

I am twenty-seven . . .and I love Taylor Swift.

Why is that so hard to say? For years now, I’ve loved Taylor Swift’s songs. Okay, so I hated the “Tim McGraw” song. But after that, I’ve loved every other song Swift wrote. I have her cds. When her songs come on the radio, I blast them and sing every word. I love her lyrics, and I love that I can connect with her songs. I love her songs about growing up, about love, and about being in your twenties. I love that her songs make me want to get up and dance. I just love her.

Yet there’s such a stigma around Taylor Swift. When I mention her at school, I get a ton of groans from the kids. When I tell someone I love her music, I usually get “Ew, she’s weird,” or “She can’t sing,” or “She has too many boyfriends.”

So I’ve closeted my thoughts. I pretend that I don’t love her songs. I never admit that at twenty-seven, I like a girl who is considered an idol for teens.

But lately, I’ve been thinking: why? Why the self-consciousness over something as simple as music and lyrics? Why the shame for connecting with songs? Why the Taylor Swift denial?

Say what you want about Swift, but her lyrics are poetic. Look beyond her dating life, her hair, or even her voice, and you’ll see words packed with emotion and quality. Don’t believe me? Take a look at the lyrics for “Never Grow Up” or watch the video before for “Mine.” I dare you not to feel something.

Until then, I’ll keep singing “Style” and “Shake It Off.” Who knows, maybe I’ll just roll the windows down this time and let everyone hear me belt it out.

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