Just BecauseSomehow I just can't believe the way we work so well.
Yet the way things tumble around in my heart...
Don't seem to match your rhythm.
I want to tell you, God do I want to let it out...
But the way you act sometimes....
Makes me feel...
I'm so young, clear next to your experience.
But the way that I care, doesn't feel innocent.
So please. Tell me you feel the same so I can stop this headache.
This stomach ache.
And keep the pounding at bay.
I just want to be close to you, to feeeeel your breathe.
So will you let me?
As I Am. . .As a writer I cringe at my sad stories.
As a photographer I see the world with sad eyes.
As a poet my paper holds no backspace key.
As a painter I meet my demise.
As a singer I sing almost off key.
As a model I pose with incredible ease.
As a sculptor I'm a petite bourgeoisie
As a lover I hope to be your nominee
As a lyricist I write songs from my soul.
As a lady I have to treat you right
As a woman I'm expected with birth control
As a person I see pain that's out of sight.