Looking high and low for a friend
seeming to find that day to day...
He stood staring
Hearing the echo of their words...
I'm a heterosexual,
Conservative white male...
When I think back to that fateful day
I now have so much I would like to say...
Sitting in an old dusty attic room, she looks...
Wondering why her Mother takes her there to hide...
In this world of evil and hurt
We are made to believe that we are dirt...
The Coloring Book
Look mom,my teacher colored a picture...
What is an average life?
To live like everyone else...
She was a perfect girl
her face was on the magazine...
Shush, listen
Do you hear the silence...
I am surrounded by zombies
in the darkest lobbies...
We have been lonely sailing
In this ocean of divided unity...