I hear broken syllables
mixed with chaotic traffic...
I’m like a grocery’s cart being pushed
around a store...
There's earthquakes between my
eyes and I can't even knock...
I'm lost in my umbrella
But my jacket's nearly soaked...
Dolly please listen to me
You really are barking up the wrong tree...
I frame my words by curving the
letters smoothly, aligning them...
my heart is full tonight,
for I have been loved by a poet...
Nights are no longer
synonymous with...
The world is crumbling,
life has gone insane...
I've carried you around
kept you in my back pocket...
I am beautiful and wise, yet
I have been scorned by the world...
When you have known true fear,
When you have felt true pain...