depression is like running a
three-legged race with yourself

maybe i had so much
truth and you were
scared of that too

i know that you watch t.v.
all the time to drown out
the sound of your pain
but can you please see me?
just ask how i'm doing?
this house is not a home
and you're one of the reasons

if god doesn't let you through
his doors then maybe you'll
make your own little heaven
- find me there

you're a shot of sunlight

i feel so lonely when i cannot see the stars

she was too bright for that
small farm town
so bright she almost burned it down
because of this she moved to
where the sun shone most and
wilted, until she became little more
than a dandelion
you see, before she was a wild rose
that no one could tame
beautiful still, but not the flower
which everyone remembered
she was never the same--
that sunshine girl