The First Heartbreak
He breaks my heartDailyWith his big beautiful smile that lights up my worldWith his sparkling eyes that I want to drown inWith his laugh that makes me gasp for breath With his embrace that I wish I could hide in foreverHe breaks my heartAnd I hate itI hate that I may never known the feel of his lips on mineI hate that I may never know what's it's like to have him as my rock to lean onMy partner...
The Age of the Pandemics
In my world, bodies are falling to the ground every day.
Whether they be the ravaged remains left by the virus or the silenced victims of police brutality.
And here I stand. A seventeen year old girl feeling so utterly small as her world burns and quivers, coughs and shakes around her.
You see, when the coronavirus circulated the planet and infected our bodies and our lifestyles, we were terr...
Dying
While you lay dying,we were sleeping in our beds.And when the world woke,you were gonewith no oneto care about your passingexcept we few.I chop off my hairand wear a white ribbonto signify my mourning,but it’s ragecoursing through my veinsinstead of grief.There are no answers,no closure,no peace.I would purge this wound,lay it bare,but one glance at herand I knowthat the collateral damage is m...
Russell Stover
Why am I pulling over,what’s the point in being here?Punched my mirror incuz he didn’t like my hairnow there’sglass in my car(all in the rolla)ther...
Russell Stover
Why am I pulling over,what’s the point in being here?Punched my mirror incuz he didn’t like my hairnow there’sglass in my car(all in the Rolla)there’s glass in my hair.But mom I am a rich man...
I’m trynaget like Cher.You're so embarrassingyeahyou love when people stare.Now i’m seeing stars(so many stars)there’s glass in my chair. What’s going on? Who would ever believe her?Still gonna leaveif ...
SUPER BLUE
If I were you, wouldn’t get involved.Keep on hanging up, just to watch you call.I still think about what you’d have to saymy heart hurts driving thru East LA, now.I can’t control you, or your timing.Nobody’s hitting my line back.Call me some day, okay fine just—hope you’re not faded.Stop saying you’re proud of meI need people doubting me.Piñata off the balcony, then you watch it all fall out of...