To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important

Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up

Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly

Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?

Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go

What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up

I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically

If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team

I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones

Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump

Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?

Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished