I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe

I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time

My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray

Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh

My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time

Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse

Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up

I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand

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

My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done