(2014)
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
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
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
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack