I remember how I cried When they cut down Our tree.
You’re young. You’ll feel better. You’ll get better Eventually. So much time to feel better.
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
When you taste your own sweet tear… Know I’ll be there. When the night becomes a friend, Know
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…
Moon up, Pants down. I said no. His body said yes.
In my house, You don’t ask questions. The whispers from mom and dad Signal you to a hiding place. In my house,
Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?
If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?
You’re bleeding down my legs, Tangling me up in your fingers. I want to run my nails down your b… And sigh in your ear.
I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.
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.
I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that
Woah. The bright sky Makes me want to live, And the grass Smells too good to miss.
While I’m alone, He’s with her. While I’m crying, He’s kissing And rolling