The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe