Barbie doll shoes
fallen behind the shelf...

Running away from everything they want me to be
Rebelling against all labels of conformity...

Listen as I turn up the sound
When you take that first look around...

See the best minds of my generation
Destroyed by pretension...

"I'm a uniter, not a divider"
No one knows what that means...

Who's that boy
in the back of the room...

Here I am in English class
Thinking of you instead of staying on task...

I rose to the center when given attention
i am just sane enough to know i am different...

Colorful shades of blue flit past avoidant green
and specks of gold flake off upon unkempt, greasy...

Nobody says "I love you" anymore
And I can't recall where I heard it before...

Wolves have a bad reputation
The lone stray dominates perception...

Il y a du brouillard
Le ciel est couvert...