A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
