Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect

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

I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide

The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose

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

Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it

A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music

My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots

Is there anyone worse than a denti… A dental surgeon I think as I sit alone Battling my nerves As I listen to the patient next d…

The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions

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