Archive for June 27, 2014

The Kicker

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Desperate for attention
Dying to be heard
The little girl is screaming like a baby bird

She doesn’t really see,
She doesn’t really hear,
Except her own voice drawing her near

Mirrors mirrors mirrors
A lonely reflection
Fears fears fears
Sheer rejection

Drain out the inside
Blood bath flood
Your soul is drowning in the mud

Kick kick
Scream scream
Will she be the queen in her dream?

Mirrors mirrors mirrors
A lonely reflection
Fears fears fears
Sheer rejection

Bib of Life

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Your life is a little big bang

You were created by love

You are not to blame

Raised by your parents

Whoever they may be

Were you raised with Cheerios

Or fruit off the tree?

Carved, molded- sold for gold

Like we’re taught

We do what we’re told

Raised and braised you little short rib

You were kicking in that high chair

Trapped in a monkey bib

Spaghetti in your tiny hands

Squoosh Squoosh

Bananas in your bowl

Moosh moosh

Groomed for the game

It’s now go time

Are you going to choose the Cheerios

Or are you going to drink the wine?