I begin to bend as I,
Once again pick up my pen...

Bend down on your knees and throw your hands up,
You all need to start praying up to heaven...

I'm trying so hard to be happy,
I'm trying even hard to sleep...

I remember you mentioning being molested,
But it was a long time ago I put it in the back of...

Baby I told you once before,
You know when I first say you...

So as I'm sitting here in this swirly office...
I'm thinking, "Should I post my old poems...