(I've lived 16 years without my father....and now...

Half a smile,
Hung on your face...

Look at yourself-
Where is your pride...

Plastic molds and lifeless eyes,
mannequins speak of flawless lies...

Asphyxiated between the sheets
I feel nothing, I am numb...

I want my childish beliefs
To reign and control my soul...

Stiff wind kisses
my face as a...

Boredom
this must be...

Love poems were
once words built upon...

Broken, exposed...
in front of the mirror...

For those whom cancer has taken...

You and I,
We've both made mistakes...