The medical Examiner was dumbfounded and shocked
By what he saw when he opened her up
The heart was where the brain should be
And in the area where the heart should be was a note
It read the following:

Dear examiner
            I couldn't come up with worthwhile ideas until I left these matters
to the heart. so I took out my brain you see, and replaced it with something far more useful, but unfortunately that has left me in a pickle because I forgot I needed it to breath. I guess being the person I am, matters of the heart were far more important.
                       Sincerely with love,
                                        the dead girl

The stream is flowing
These trees won't stop growing
What uncreative ideas I'm throwing
Writing about nature has already been played
Nothing new can be made
I'm juggling these words in my head
oh my, is this writers block
Am I dead?

Dare* to be different dare to make a difference definition unknown
Realities can be realized reaching for life and love
Experience in Existence no expiration date experiment
Aim high Admire them
Make noise make memories
Share them string them together make sense of them sing of them
No shame in having big dreams and sharing them out loud
Embrace the wonders of the unconscious
Don't leave them hanging alone in the clouds

Take note examine close
As I pour out drop by drop
This unidentified substance
Become the detective
Be a Sherlock Holmes
Pick through with a fine tip comb
Use your imagination
Your one step away from solving this mystery
Maybe someday this will become history

I want these notes to connect, to pull at the strings of your heart
To play a special kind of music that inspires
That sounds harmonious, she sings
I want to be played like a billboard top twenty
To make hearts beat wildly like the beat of a drum
Not just only heard once,  by one
This is my song that I play to the world

I want to be your candle light
I won't to show you what you can't envision
A life where no leaves fall
Where no flowers wilt away and die

As I get down on my knees
And I plea

You are more than a line to a poem that your role is much bigger
You must see that every line of this poem means something
Missing just one, would make it lose all meaning
That every single line here  is worth reading

Can't you see here that I am trying to reason with you
That you can't assume that the sky will always be blue
But many, many variations, sequences, differences of colors
So many of our choices, consequences,
and feelings come from our senses

I am at a lost of what to say
Please give me something, some kind of sign
Because I want to guide you, help you, and inspire you
Show you something new

Give you the wings to explore your horizons
All the wonderful things that do exist

But if you insist
I will fight this enemy with a strong fist

Now I hope that you will believe me
That I have now fixed all that was broken
With these words here that I've spoken

Unlocked your prison
And set you off freely