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…
In my house, You don’t ask questions. The whispers from mom and dad Signal you to a hiding place. In my house,
Touch me for real. Touch me in your mind And all over my body With your chapped hands. Let your eyes undress me.
Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,
I died on Tuesday. My soul floated up Above my milky corpse, And I smiled. I saw my family,
If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?
I ran from you all my life. I’ve had problems, But that doesn’t make it right.
Without you, I feel the pain. The rain seems cold now. Thunder is only evil, And the sky is bare and pale.
In the darkest night, A flower will grow.
There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,
I cannot bring myself to cry. I can’t decide if this is a curse Or a blessing.
But I’m still a kid Only don’t tell my dad that. He’ll say, no, you’re not a kid And you haven’t been a kid in a lo… I guess that when I cry,
He touched my knee (now I’m in lo… No time for breath ('cause I’m in… He likes my hair (now I’m so lost… No time for speed ('cause I’m in… He gave me truth (now I’m so free…
Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.
Winter is getting worse. Is there no justice In my punishment Brought about by my peers? I yearn to burrow in warm dirt