give the girl a cupcake
she wants a retake
smooth over all her mistakes

To all those suffering today
Write it down
Sometimes suffering sounds beautiful

You ask again
Another favor
When will I start saying no with an exclamation point?

You do not tell me what you think
You keep it in your throat
One hard, thick lump of repressed opinion

I now wear frogs as feet
And black tents to hide my layers
I don’t bother with makeup (except the lips)

We tried a new church today
And what I found is
musicians make better musicians than preachers

My brain
What an interesting find
It is a little city of macaroni

Life is super hard for me
More than most people
Maybe they put something in my coffee every morning

Sometimes I think I have it bad
And then I realize I’ve never been shipwrecked
Or skipped a meal

You, whom I have loved violently
Unrestrained
You are my abundant yield

I have been churned like butter
Whipped solid
In a mixing bowl of confusion

When it is over
What did I learn?
The same as anyone learns from defeat

Please do not walk over my remains
I have had enough of walking over
I am sick to death of skinny heels

They could not define me
I could not define myself
Who could tell who I was?

The first time I faced our pain
The pain I gave to you
I wanted to turn into a cloud

Can I catch the stars
Falling from the night sky
Or will I be bombarded by their beauty

She’s broken
All over the floor in glass pieces
Do you know how to fix her?

Your words are only words to me
They are coming from your open mouth
Lips moving, and saying nothing

Have you ever been mauled by a tiger?
Neither have I
But I still know the feeling

People mess up my head
They mess up my head big time
Their opinions become mine

I would rather not be alone
But I would also rather not be with people I don’t like
Either way, I lose