WHEELS AND HEELS
WHEELS AND HEELSI don’t have a problem with the boyHaving his four wheel driveAs long as am not crippliedMy legs will carry, this girlWith all
CARESS OF HER FIST
CARESS OF HER FIST She lifted her finger onceBut what landed on my cheekWas a rough fistThat blew my brains open It dawned to meIt’s
“LESS OF A MAN”
“Less of a man”Am I less of a man?For I shed a tearFor I feel feminineFor I can’t breath through dustDust thrown at my faceAny
THINKING OUT LOUD
THINKING OUT LOUDStanding at the windowholding onto my pillowit’s been monthsam getting sick of the season. my mind keeps wonderingUp and about like an elephantthrough
HOPE
When the sun sinksDarkness forms a blanketover the hills and valleysthe demons shade off their insecuritiesi shall be the knight When the leaves wiltthe flowers
FOUND A FRIEND
FOUND A FRIENDI feared failureI feared messing upbeing a social misfitthe more i feared sinking the cracksso addicted to perfection i wasso when i finally
SHE SMILED
SHE SMILEDHer dental formula wasn’tone of the bestbut she smiled she smiledit was one of the most genuinethe most honest she looked backAll the salty
DEAR DEPRESSION
DEAR DEPRESSIONYou may lure me with sad songs,like a kid with candybut i will not give inI will shake you off like a parasiteOn the
STING
STINGIt’s a stingA sting in my throatA sting in my eyesA sting in my chestPain makes me want to burstbut my tears wont sew me
