(2014)
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
