Unlike the girls and boys, the soul sat under her...
I dream of fluffy, pillowy pancakes
mounding on my rather half-eaten plate...
I do nothing wrong
Why am I a target...
She wipes her eyes,
So you dont know she's crying...
The hate the love
the tormented dove...
Riesling rays drunk among
a flock of radiant stars...
Lord, please explain to me
Why my life has been spent alone...
Greasy hair
Chapped lips...
I see a girl who's trying to hide all her pain.
Her tomorrow's will always bring the same...
Go ahead put me down
To me they're just words...
I often feel like
I can't read her...
Serene calmness takes over as anger suddenly
Erupts from deep down in your core...