let's learn how to fly a kite.

cows mow lawns in September

Moms greet kids off the bus.

birds come out in Spring time.

Dads hang laundry at night.

awkward.

don't forget to kiss her by the door

the keys are already in your pocket.

all she wants is for you to give her more.

her half of the heart shaped locket

don't think i forgot about your secret

i know what you did last year.

and i wont even tell a dead soul.

that's a try friend you want to keep old.

handing out smiles with baked potatoes.

the clock is on noon, don't bring that 

baboon. let's make a toast, to the 

good life. let's hope he has a good

wife. i miss your voice.

POEM

everything is growing back
all the trees seem green
the birds seem to sing.
everything is growing back.

kind of b shaped poem.

watching birds fight over tree branches
while my grades slip, my hair is longer
than the oldest tree alive. my feelings
are my own, i can cry when butterflies
die. i am aloud to yell, when i want.
my heart belongs to everyone out
there that knows what true love is.
my heart belongs to all the loners
that don't think they're good enough.
we can create the life we live as
much as we create our worlds.
the roses may not be red here, but
that doesn't stop him. oval shaped
eyes remind me of ravioli. and my
cat knows my secret. you can come
and visit ma and i, before she dies.
and before my brain melts away
into the suffocating space.

poem

just sitting here face down

wondering when this will all change

as i look up i see the angels smile

and i see your hand reaching out to help

but im still falling down 

side ways and everything is apart 

once was one, now it's separate.

Light and Lamps.

The air between us is cold.

Like your heart the day I left

New York is pretty with snow

But I like the warm sunshine

And the girls in dresses. I enjoy

When you call me beautiful.

Actually you can call me anytime

Roses make me want to vomit,

When I see their reflection.

The yellow as your wallpaper

Makes a nice splash of life

In this hell hole. My nails

Match my toes, which match

My nose and the rings all

Around it. Today shall

Bring joy, the viceroy

Is at the door. And Mac 

Needs a cigg. 

guys i think im in love......