Sometimes all I can do is cry
I don’t know why
the water rises.
Strange lines, the trees say it’s a trap
but so is life.

Can’t seem to understand
or make a difference.
All the forces are indifferent,
who wins who loses. All too apparent.
All a lie.

Hope you can hear me sometimes.
Remember what we used to have.
When I was unconcerned &
everything’s the best.
When we were hand in hand.

Wonder if I was the one escaped
from something familiar & soft
into the bigger wilder world
which you really didn’t prepare me for
but made it worse.

Should I hate you & never look back?
Leave all the sentiment with the 1st pay-check?
When they cheer & welcome you to the pack.
Drown in materials, expensive tastes, short memories & high-rise?
You taught me better than that.

Are you with me then? What’s this all about?
All those years, 50 50, whether lived or died.
The drive that drives me insane & nowhere.
I don’t see any progress. Are you proud?
Or just don’t care.

I don’t feel right.

I don’t miss people.
I don’t find kids cute.
I don’t remember the last time I felt whole.
I only cry when it’s not personal.

I feel much.
I feel nothing.
I’m always tired.
All I do is dreaming.

I don’t want to be here.
Can’t stand missing a thing.
Been plotting to avoid fate.
Tell that to the offspring.

I can make you see.
I’d rather be in your skin.
I want to see it burn.
I do pray for peace.

The more I find,
the more they go missing.
What’s on my back?
Feels like an angry ghost.

The more it stirs
the murkier.
Be still, things shift.
Never ready, just go.

Girl, it’s not your world.

Girl, you need to find a man soon.
Don’t waste time discovering yourself
you’re but a pretty wrapper around a womb.

You know men are looking & you should be glad.
Don’t play coy when they come to ask the price.
Your value’s set with the length of your legs.

It’s your job to always look the best
so that you can maybe stand a chance.
What goes in movies goes in real life,
you either a nobody or a star with tags.

Before long you’ll be a mother with child
within whose eyes you will be forever lost.
Coo-coo bedtimes & milk from the breasts,
don’t ever ask for personal time or else.

Good lord, woman! Stick with the man you got!
To whom the society entitled more than enough!
Put on a good face or you’ll be condemned.
Just remember your place & be content.

Daily insane.

You probably can’t tell
I’m a ghost in a shell.
I think it’s quite alright,
I like Japanese anime.

Here goes the endless sunset
chased by the smokes of light,
sweet as the jam I had this morning,
guess I won’t be skipping the wine.

Someone calls help, the dog’s riled,
a bit excitement & words are yelled.
What does it all have to do with me?
Over here managing my own insanity.

Don’t need your help.