I am beautiful and wise, yet
I have been scorned by the world...

An expression I have attempted to reveal
within the fires of my souls depths...

Silently she sleeps, with eyes wide open,
her mind is undone from years of provoking...

Sheeple!
We hear your call, see your tears...

What stranger love is there
than to meet a stranger one day...

In my mind,I see diamonds,
Lying on the floor of life...

But soft does my heart break to see,
the beauty in your misery...

This fire that once gave me life
now consumes my soul...

In the night, when all is quiet-
There appears a curious sight...

Dear chocolate, thank you for always being there,
when I never needed you in my life...

There comes in the night
a certain sense of surreal euphoria...

That snooty beasty,
Haughty and proud she lies there...