A boy with
sunshine in
his mouth.

A girl with
daisies under
her skin.

He kissed her
and gardens
bursted into
life from
within* ~

He left.

If I could be anyone
I wanted to be
After checking my list
I'd still want to be me

From the top to bottom
Then back up again
There's no other skin
I'd fill comfortable in

I'm pretty unique
There's no one out there
Exactly like me
No not anywhere

Out of all of the people
Around me I see
I think that it's best
That I just stick with me

If your out there like me
Then fill free to be
Your very on you
As you let me be me

Accept who you are
And toss out your list
Without the list
Then you'll never miss

You can take that as fact
Jot it down as true
Do all the math
Me=Me, You=You

Depression visits often

He’s the kind of guy
Who doesn’t wipe his
Shoes before entering
And leaves traces of
Himself through out
The house

He keeps to himself
But you can always
Find him washing down
His doubts with cheap wine
Or writing a love poem
That never gets delivered

When it’s time for him
To leave, he usually
Prolongs his goodbyes, but
When all is said and done
He quietly sneaks out
Without me noticing

Even though he’s gone
I leave a key under the door mat
Because I know he will
Be back soon.