I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
