Eating habits that resemble that of a bird
I don’t want to touch you   I fear you will break
That girl. She’s anorexic. Haven’t you heard?
Throw some sparkles and clothes that resemble draperies. Quite the model she would make.

Whispers waiver between the walls of weight and withering away
Strut your stuff, Walk the walk
Break a leg! Don’t worry. It’s jealousy they say.
Words of concern, gossip, rumors, backstabbing..it’s all just talk.

Thin as a rail glancing down at the scale
Feed me numbers of perfection
Strung out on diet pills and caffeine-not the ideal fairy tale
Cries of control and misdirection from my flawed reflection

I am me, one of a kind, beautiful they say. Just look in the mirror.
Loosing this fight tear after tear, year after year.

Pitter-patter ping
Rain drops from heaven above
Tears of angels

Scorched summer sun
Rays sprinkle a sun kissed
Look across her face

Snow flake settles for
My eyelash as home, finding
Tears already reside

Well hello, Blackhawks Ice Girls
Arn't you looking hot
Bend over, shovel the ice
and if you could throw in some spins and swirls

As men gawk soak it all in
You're all for show. Put on display
Gaining weight? Better hit the gym.

DaLing, DaLing, DaLing, DaLing
As I lay out on the warm wooden dock
Old Saint Joes crows fabricate a path of emotions upwelling
Sun’s rays prance along my shoulders in tune with the killjoy clock

The Fox whispers wisdom through the wooden panels that separate the two bodies
Little did I know, on that September day, there was little to be learned from this outrageously priced text with pages yet to be broken in, when compared to experience and growing up that year.
All my past, present, and future troubles and tears, flaws and fears, aspirations and anxieties
The Clock knew them all. The Fox knew them all, but to me unclear.

Somewhere between orientation and my final final exam of freshman year, through my social-butterfly-syndrome and college boys, the parties and the beer--
I, a lost sheep, was found on that dock in De Pere.

Ladies and Gentlemen, this is "Piron Number Five"

One, two, three, four, five, everybody in the shop on the south side
At the Chocolate shop around the corner.
The piron boys say they want some milk and dark but I really don't wanna..
Sugar-rush like I had last week.
I be the only employee cause the bros is cheap.
I like ganache, patrice, and fruit de mer.
The day it continue, and the chocolate getting sweeter
So what can I do? I really beg you MP (Mister Piron)
To me spitin’ is just like a sport.
Anything fly, it's all good let me dump it.
Oh ComEd wants a building permit..



A little bit of Aimee in my life,
A little bit of Ryan by my side.
A little bit of Weeme’s what I need,
A little bit of Jimmys what I see.
A little bit of cold packs for the sun,
Cuz we all know chocolate won't last long.
A little bit of Starbucks here I am,
A little bit of Piron makes me your man!
Piron number five.

Stir up and down and move it all around.
Shake your head to the sound, don’t let chocolate hit the ground.
Take one batch left and temper till its  right.
One kettle to the front and one to the side.
Glove up your hands once and Glove em up twice
And if it look like this then you're doing it right.

I do all to make chocolate like MP knew
Cause you got 2 son and you can't get to wide
You and me gonna increase that money supply
Piron number five.

Passing the school, I lift my foot from the accelerator
The football field, illuminated by massive stadium lights
My little sister in the passenger seat, in eight months
this will be all apart of her past.
Off to reach higher heights
Though we travel different paths,
at this moment we reflect on the big picture
in the rear view mirror.
People change, memories fade, but time continues to outlast
every knight

Water so shallow
I can see straight to the bottom.
Conversation
clearly
not enough to irrigate
the open wounds.

Leave me to drown.
Saturate your lies
into some other body.
Use your tears
to water other flowers.

I'll lay out and enjoy
while the sun still sunshines.
Time for you to move, out of sight.
You're blocking my light.
Before you make lines.
Permanent lines.

Never saw Cinderella, Sleeping beauty, or whats-her-face from "The King and I"
break up their love over a fight
Happily ever after, is that 'bout right?
but the prince never cheat, yell, or lie

The Beast never had Belle bruised or beat
But these girls were the fairest of them all
Now-a-days with all these **** stars running around hows one to compete?

Never saw the Prince get jealous or even bat an eye lash
when Snow White lived with 7 other dudes
I guess reality and fairy tales don't mish-mash
but here's to beer, *** and cash!

I no longer know him anymore
He could be something great
Right versus wrong no longer determines score
We left each other’s lives for an empty fate.
Always be there. Love me forever you swore
All too much has happened to receive a clean slate
All cried out for and All uncalled for.
Love irate
Hostile actions deplore

Mixed feelings better to just ignore
I no longer know him, anymore.

You give me every reason
to feel inadequate.
Following this cookie cutter template
just to find myself, permanently under construction.

Returning to moments
when we left time behind.
Looking for feelings, blind.
Blamed the love of adolescents

Reflecting on mirror images,
falling out of control,
realizing life changes
Where did it all go?

not the same people.
not the same person.
no longer a couple
so, you do what you do best and move on

my one and only,
i lost you,
i loved you..
mistakenly

no longer a baby, no longer your baby
Just a lady singing a heartbroken lullaby

How did you get so pretty?
Every morning thats how she greets me

Who loves you baby doll?
She screams down the hall

No one loves me I tell her truthfully
I do she adds pitifully

I love you too
but only because you're stuck with me and I'm stuck with you

I would have left me too if I could

It may be to late for us

to many feelings to suppress

But today, tomorrow, next week,
and next year-I pray

That it may not be to late
for me

Okay, I am sold
all those pictures
reveal exactly
what I had to see.

A picture may be
worth one thousand words,
but the only words
I have for you:

Buh-Bye

Moved many mountains
Burned and broke bridges
Dodged bullets
Some people never change
Most people don’t do what they say
Only few people will start today
Trust lost and gained through time
Fighting the restrain
Holding back lost and lonely feelings
Walking away, throwing away
Memories, cards, pictures, thoughts wishing you’d stay
Trading in my one and only
For lessons learned, and all but lonely