If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?

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,

I feel so lonely. I want to die. Feeling like the only one on earth… My laughter is a lie. Laugh on, laugh on.

In seventh grade, I made you a po… But I tore it up into pieces Because it wasn’t good enough. In eighth grade, I made you a poe… But I left it under my bed

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,

Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times

The wind Loves To boast of Fickle love, But my

I find no release. I die. I die, Yet I’m not free. Not 'til I die.

Spring into fall, And we’ve all hit a wall. Love comes quickly. Sometimes, it grows. Summer, then rain,

I’ve been waiting For years And days And all the seconds For a warm body.

Dancing inside makes me sing. Music turns winter into spring. Dancing inside lights up my world. Lyrics give me wings like birds. Dancing inside all the time.

That red ribbon is so wrinkled. Rouge like blood Or rushing anger Or a blaring stop sign. It’s crumpled:

I wish I wish I wish I could swim in oblivion. Have a tummy full of pills.

So stealthily I lead: Touching green, Seeing rocks below me. I’m gulping pride Because I know life is

Can you hear it? It is the cry of the poor. Their howling curls inside of my h… It pains me as if I were one of t… But, I am.