I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide

He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere

Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up

Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling

By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road

Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall

Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple

I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in

My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray

Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely

May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles

When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery