"One day, my baby, one day..."
Earphones blaring
Is anyone staring?

I'm looking and glaring
My life is a reflection
Different sensations
Forbidden temptations
In abundance, oh oh in abundance.

Late nights of foreplay
More days of who says
Paramore is punk rock
Nah, man--I'd hate to be that sanctimonious ***** but
**** my ****.
Para para para
A ground for me to stand on

As my heart continues to waver on to the pacific sea.
"Dope, shoot it up--straight to the heart please."

Yes, this is me--the girl with unkempt hair and a messy soul.
No cigarettes lit
No fathers hit.
Nirvana shirt crumpled for a Queen
Capris & Chicken Legs
Tattered flip flops
Hair more unkempt than ever.

You know what?
**** my ****, **** my ****, **** my ****.

Dangerous and courageous
Yeah--no that it is not who I am
A girl who just discovered her inner jezebel
Or a girl who understands hell?

I want to be one of you all
I want to be a lover this fall*

A dreamer, a painter, a believer.

Blasting Cobain's voice under my shaggy hair
Jack Kerouac's truth shining through
His words give comfort.
"Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable"

Schizophrenic, psychotic
Lithium, H.M.

"For once I'm just gonna live".

Thanks to men like you, thanks to women like you
The girl with unkempt hair and a messy soul
Messier souls and more unkempt hair days await her
She may smile softly or bite in another 'sorry!'

But she's....moving on.

Thank you, U.

Enchanted on my face
Public disgrace

Red boils down
Sheets a-torn
Feet adorn
Bare-less
Bar-less

***** & Distaste
Eyeliner and Cold sandwiches
Cod Liver Oil and Pokemon

Her eyebrows, they dance
Symmetrical and killer

Piercing my soul
Dark brown dinners.

The red mountain on the very tops of her skull
Framed by lion's mane
Beseeching eyes
Full lips
No kisses; birthmark of this
Teenage...Ageing

She's a fragrant fairy and I am a mountain top
Towering over the gangly red

No metal, yet no way to go ahead.

"Nothing to be done" yet "Beauty is truth, truth beauty"
Frankness is her subtlety

Raw age
Stark immaturity; pierced around a face of a lady of twenty.

I'd offer you wine, but a girl like you would prefer a coffee
Pick up this twenty, call me when you are thirty.

Doe Eyes.
Oh, how I fear doe eyes!
Those **** azure, chameleon, black, coffee
Doe Eyes Doe Eyes Doe Eyes
Duh Eyes.

Shatter my centre
Realize your lies
The girl with doe eyes

Soft marshmellows
Cups of cream
Pink little miss
It's a hit they'll never miss.

OH, doe eyes, doe eyes, why?

Punishments of all
A dark mantle we revel

I fear the innocent
Untouched

Paper napkins
Easily crushed
Blood on velvet
Blood on cream
Ganache.
Tortured ****.

Edinburgh/London/New York/Vancouver await me.

My friends are pointy
My friends are tight
My friends are firm
My friends pull me to new heights
My friends are fierce drinks
My friends are midnight shots
My friends are pill boxes
My friends are thoughts.

Serpents, cradling, crawling
Happiness?
Inject it straight into my heartbeats.

No one is going to take my soul away,
God forbids I waste away
But I'm sitting here singing

What do I truly want?
My innocence lost
******, ******, ******

"If I get a little prettier, can I be your baby?"
They want to take my soul away

What a ****** up holiday.

Caress me,
Entwining my total beauty
Embracing my stupidity

The girl who grew up too fast.

The sting of fresh ink
The pressure of the fountain
The feel of the metallic
The love for a hand.

Swirling azure
Midnight blue
Black as knight
White as hue.

Letters unknown
Searching for cavalier fools

A dream is nothing but a dream within a dream

Can I be as fresh as Poe?
I'm as mopey as Keats
Maybe I'll survive
Being fresh and fine

Emotion is my business
Suicide is my hobby

What the **** makes a girl a poetess?