I want you to cry,
I want you to die...

Life death,
Love friends...

Failing societies test,
Not trying to please the critics...

Drifting out of reality,
dosing into dreams...

His waxes of beauty drenching
mixing, blending and creating...

The girl sat alone,
That first day of preschool...

He held me close,
He held me tight...

The Queen that gets around,
A representative of the hearts...

Grow my little fire
bigger than before...

Running faster then I can think,
Running away from this pain...

You are so close to me at heart,
But physically you are so far...

A familys birth of creativity
stitching at the seams...