I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…
My mom hates her life, And I’m too much to juggle, And my dad doesn’t support my mom, And my brother’s never home, And my medicine doesn’t work,
Things I wish I could say Would be I miss you, I love you, I want to be with you,
You don’t ask me to speak. You never expect my opinion. I was your second child In a runaway marriage. I suppose I loved you once,
Sometimes, I wish I was a tree: Tall, wide, and majestic as can be… One with branches that sway slowly… Watching above, everything I woul… Sometimes, I wish I was an oak.
Woah. The bright sky Makes me want to live, And the grass Smells too good to miss.
Touch me for real. Touch me in your mind And all over my body With your chapped hands. Let your eyes undress me.
It’s so quiet. I feel soft. The winter hurts, So I burrow inside, But I forget how to
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
Nobody can see the darkness in me, And when I go deep, I bring a flashlight to slash thro… The dark. I once used to frolic in light,
That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:
A seagull carried me away one day And took me to a secret island hid… I laughed at the waves and splashe… I even wrote notes to go with a so… The seagull was leaving and waved…
He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
Why am I crying? I’m not crying at the loss of love… I’m crying because I never experi… True love. I wanted epic.
