I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…
Flurries in India: Nothing’s impossible If life is a string Pulling me along.
Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:
A seagull carried me away one day And took me to a secret island hid… I laughed at the waves and splashe… I even wrote notes to go with a so… The seagull was leaving and waved…
How can somebody Who loves to explore Be so afraid to leave?
Touch me for real. Touch me in your mind And all over my body With your chapped hands. Let your eyes undress me.
Farewell to friends, The kind that push. The word constantly bends. I live a life of isolation. While others play in their bubble…
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.
Nights of chuckling After no jokes And Dancing without nerves Become me
Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give
My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,
