People look to me to solve their problems
Fix their lives, make everything okay
But what if I myself am a puzzle
An unsolvable equation
Then who gets to fix me?

I find myself missing you
and all the things we used to do
your goofy smile
and every mile
I still think about that hot breezy day
I think about it a lot, now that you're away
you never answered my letter
I know you can do better
but I still find myself missing you
in everything that I do

pressure
behind my eyes
smoke
fills the sky
or maybe
my mind
I cannot see
I cannot think
the smoke is consuming
the pressure is unwavering
I cannot breathe

tell me what I'm supposed to be
because I just can't see
an end to all of these expectations
I'm done with the imaginations
of things I'll never be able to become
what am I running from
I am running from you
and the awful things that you do
I don't want to be restricted
but I fear you are addicted

angry red lines
or hazy gray smoke
pick my poison
but I'm still dying

I’m a woman.
Proud to be.
I’m strength.
Life giver.
I am the elixir.

I am.
Written by the world.
Folded and Formed.
Held underwater,
By the fear of my greatness,
What a man only could wish to be.

I'm shape, I'm color, I'm sunlight.
The man in the shadow, put the labels to the tables...

makeup is an addiction
you get addicted to the way it makes you look
the way it makes you feel
and just like a drug your brain gets used to having it
and whenever it is gone there are whispers
Ugly...ugly...you need me...
until you relent
to the drug that is makeup

"Why are you so stressed?"
because I've got an ever-growing list
running through my head
do this, do that, and don't forget you said you'd be here
and there
I'm overstimulated
not enough time to stop and think and rest
just go-go-go-go GO
clean this, cook that, babysit this kid, get that ready
I'M TIRED