I'm scared that no one takes me seriously
That everything I say is labeled "dumb"
That they laugh when my back is turned
That I'm secretly "the joke".

I wonder if the people who get talked about
Know and don't give a sh*t,
Or are completely oblivious to it.

If it were me,
If I were the **** of those jokes,
I would crack
And crumble into shards.
And I surely would not make it out alive.

                            -m.m.

All the things you do to me
You give me all your hurt
You fool around in front of me
Heartache I don't deserve

Was it something that I said?
Do you need to be restrained?
If it would help I'd tie you up
But, it would not improve a thing

A psychiatric ward would work
But, also rot your brain
I can't return all of your hurt
No one could handle this much pain

You're kooky with your nonsense
That drives me most insane
Yet, every time I see your face
I fall in love again

And I can't come down
I know I need it
But the Ritalin A won't do no no
The Ritalin A won't do

You gave me girlfriend and I thank you
Let me tell you she was pretty good to me
I want to tell you all this loving cost me something
But, really, was love ever free?

Oh, don't believe those ***** hippies
Not one word, because like you, they lied to me
But, I'm not judging, just a nudge then we're together
And let everything just be
Let everything just be

And I can't come down
I know I need it
But the Ritalin A won't do
No, the Ritalin A won't do

We'd make a million dollars on your actions
If you got paid what you're worth
And all your stinking playpen games please tell me
Are you through with me?
Are you through with me?
Because I'm still way too high on loving you

And I can't come down
I know I need it
But. the Ritalin A won't do no no no no
The Ritalin A won't do

So get your body over here
Because I can't come down
No, I can't come down
From a loving you

I do not write because my poems are good
Nor do  write to truly feel
I merely write because I have worth
In these words that are so real

I don’t consider myself a great writer
And I don’t write as a simple pass time
I write because I define myself
In every syllable and every rhyme

I write because I live in words
And breathe in each sentence
And honestly it brings me peace
To write of my repentance

I think that pain is easier to speak of
When I don’t have to use actual words
And people listen a lot better
And my statements don’t go unheard.

Writing my only escape
From the sadness I always dwell
And writing my happiness
The only way to reverse this spell.

I write because its right
I do it because I know I was meant to
I write so my brokenness isn't forgotten
I truthfully write for you.

a nibble of love
         a quarrel ending like a pebble
thrown
         too quickly into the raucous sound
echoing and to(ing) or fro(ing)
          the ripples into the ocean
again.

small is time
          the ******  once fed you
growing you saw it as seafood
          raw like sushi
You drown  into the tiniest man must have
ever lived
         your notions
memories hidden.

You think you're a lost cause
but you're just stuck in the middle.
Life's been hard since you were little.
I don't know every thing,
but I know it's getting warm outside
and you're going to be fine.

You think you're a cancer
but just wait and see
that you'll heal yourself,
like you helped heal me.
This may sound cliché,
but it's getting warm outside  
and you're going to be fine.