(2014)
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
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