You think I don't get what you mean
You think you're the sad queen...

Outside the smell of roses flow
The grass is green as green will show...

Tears of sorrow, tears of pain
She feels like she has nothing to gain...

Today I've done my nails and curled my hair
But the thing is, I don't really care...

You inspire me every time
This heart of mine...

Say you love me
And I'll give you the key...

To be in your arms
And feel safe from harm...

Love is when you enjoy someone for them
Not for looks, not for money...

This poem is to my mom, who is currently battling...

This is to my mom...

Mom:
Again I heard your loving voice...

The knot in my stomach is not from being ill
It's simply a sign that I love you still...