My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy

Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra

I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely

I passed through little Whitley t… And stopped where locals could be… When I pulled up, I heard a sound Angel’s voice in Dolby surround It was a sweet, but tearful song

If you’ve ever seen “Natural Born Killers” Then you know a wolf Never changes colors

Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type

Ever seen Fawn on teet Wagging tail like dog? If you can’t Then I shant

She is the thing I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want

Darkness envelops Veins of fire rend the abyss God’s awemazing works

Blue used to be my favorite color. Now I prefer (purple). (purple) is like blue, but more in… You’re my (more interesting, favor…

Treat yourself Like you wish others Would treat you

Relinquish control Let the Universe have space To exceed expectations

There’s one thing I’ve never had in my life And I feel I’d regret Not tasting the spice It’s lean, it’s mean

If you think I’m gonna give up You don’t know shit about me I’m completely stubborn as fuck Ass ain’t got nothin’ on me

It’s quite a process To create a person