(2015)
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words