I am going to sit here and
Cry into an empty bottle of...
May -- dressed in bluebells,
its soft green dress...
Excuse
after lie...
Im five and Mommy is crying in her room
she and Daddy were yelling earlier...
Ever since i was born
tears in my eyes roll on...
"Dominique we have some bad news..."
"Yes, what is it?"...
A lost passage in an empty mind.
Lifeless eyes in a forgotten soul...
Sure they were rats in the little wooden
apartment growing up...
I am not mad at men,
I am mad at the boy who has a gorgeous...
Her eyes belonged to another from afar,
cats eye marble...
Finally accepted my terms,
only to face a new battle...
When happiness turns to tears
Daily worries turn to years...