She used to wait with bated breath,
For all to see her beauty...
Look behind you
Now look on back...
Those grey years of angst,
Of treading water in a sea of tears...
Mama tell me the story of the heroes
Tell me the story of those people who died for our...
Tranquillity
is to recognise...
Give up looking
in the mirror...
Never meant to be the person that I am.
Found hatred when seeing the reflection of this...
Sentimental
Being retired for more than two decades, and, as I...
Feeling abandoned, where the sun never shines
allows you to cast away demons...
I am not petite like a model
I am not cute like a suburban sweet...
Sounds repeated
empty of meaning...
liberty is not a hymn or an anthem,
a slogan...