(2014)
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
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
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
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
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
