(2015)
We are all searching for our identity, and that identity can change. But everyone seems to think that they are groundbreaking mavericks marching to their own tune, and humanity repeats itself all over. We are all philosophers :)
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
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
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be