Do I really belong in this world?
I am here, but I'm not.
You see me with your own eyes
But am I really a part of this?

I'm rejected by all, connected with none
I'll still be here when everything is done.

Take me home with you
Maybe that's where I'll fit in
Welcome to my world
Everything exists within

I sigh, I cry, I am physically real
Mentally so, it is as if though
I'm gone, and everything around me as well

My soul is seen within my eyes
The color reflects the mood
Silver to black, green to blue
The eyes will always hold what's true...

When to dust my flesh and bone lies
Bugs will eat the blue-gray from my eyes
God will take me, body and soul,
Then throw me in a deep dark hole
But hell will have no place for me
So I'll be flung unto the sea
Where the tempest shall spin and shout
And say, "No way," then spit me out
Across the grasslands, I s'pose I'll roam
A ghostly soul without a home
Oh, not for any evil deed
Nor any planted evil seed
No wicked sin I committed
Kept me from afterlife permitted
Though it's all nice, you can believe,
You weren't there, so I asked to leave.

I drew a picture the other day.
My Mommy's heart was blue and gray.
Big blue tears fell all around,
tumbling to the soft green ground.
My Daddy handed her papers, white,
and then they had a bright red fight.
Screaming was heard around the block
nearly until 7 o'clock.
The dark brown door slammed so hard,
and Mommy ran out into the yard.
Daddy was gone, his car down the road.
Mommy sobbed, threw rings of gold.
I hid in my bed, rainbow covers pulled high,
while Mommy yelled at the pink and blue sky.
I drew a picture the other day.
My Mommy's heart was blue and gray.

A barraster at law no less
I wouldnt trust I must confess
Looking down your pointed nose
seductively holding pose
Your linkedIn profile
who could see
just how you get your
filthy fee

Perverted farming
Filthy creeps
In Hi ace vans
and blacked out jeeps
Gratefully they pay their fee
In return for an STD

Heres the justice overflow
For Nank and **** and ******
I'm returning him to you
When I scrape him from my shoe
For you my dear a final fact
His STD is still intact!
Enjoy!

Sometimes I wish I wasn't me
When the washing machine leaks buckets
and you stand transfixed and never tell me
or I want a badly earned cup of tea
but you decided it would be fun to pour the milk away

Sometimes I wish I was someone else
When you smash one of my favorite things
because you like the sound
or you use the toilet on display
to relieve  yourself

And boy just sometimes
do I wish I wasn't me?
When all your questions leave me addled
and all your screaming leaves me deaf
with fear of another thundering sameness day

Who would I be?
The posh Mary with the new fence that never rusts?
The perfect house and shiny windows
No  not for me too boring

The women that rent the new complex
I dont even know there names
Than dress up in all the latest gear
Go to the woman with the green door
for beautification
have meals out and wine at home
No, not me at all.

Right now I'm glad I'm me again
As you wrap your arms around me
Towering over me,
and give me a goodnight kiss

None of those other women
are as sure as me that
the kisses they get are as loving
or genuine as the ones you give me

None of those other glamorous women
with their uncomplicated lives
and false nails
are as sure of a lifetime of love
as I am
I just forgot my gratitude

If I wasn't your Mom,
I dont know who Id be.......
Yes I know now
I know who Id be!
Id be bewildered!

Every night When I close my eyes
I think about what could be
You're everything I have ever wanted
You're better than my sweetest dreams
You are more than what I could pray for
Your eyes shine brighter than the stars above
Your kiss makes me shiver and melt all at once
Sometimes I wonder where you came from
I swore to God I'd never feel this way again
But each day you prove me wrong
I get anxiety and my heart starts to pump
Like a middle school girl with a middle school crush
And sometimes I think I'm falling in...
But I stop myself short from thinking such things
Because I know that I could be getting my hopes up
I know that things may never be
People say I should just let my guard down
Because you could be just what I need
But I'm doing my best with the situation at hand
I'll simply leave it at
I want to be in your arms
Feel your breath on my neck
Your sweet whisper in my ear
And simply just be with you.

My beautiful Oak stood nobly on its own
It embraced my troubled mind and all my deeds condone
And when its sickly leaves lay crushed upon the soil
They would cushion me in comfort
as Id dream there for awhile

A chainsaw massacre!!! How can this be?
Some dammed blind fool your beauty couldn't see
No passion or affection, this man knows
His love a plastic piece or chalk repose
Things without a life , like this mans heart
He looks upon and calls a work of art

At his uncultured hands, your acquittance bell did tone
To see your life all drained has chilled me to the bone
All my innocence and youth has been severed
with your mighty root
My embittered heart or so it seems
has cursed the man that killed my Oak
And all my dreams

Night

The time has come
my little cretins,
to go and find a bed
and get in
So be still, be quiet
embrace the night
and for god's sake
don't let those
bed bugs bite

Morning**

The night has passed
and now it's morning
I'm having breakfast
and still I'm yawning
Pondering the day ahead
and how long 'till I can go
back to bed

Always spitting poison
With that your truly blessed
You want another apology?
Well, I did my ******* best

Life doesn't come with a book of how
Of dos of dont and must
Understand I really tried
And I'm sorry for your disgust

Life is never perfect
It wasn't meant to be
Just know I really really tried
With all I had in me