I have my mother's smile, shy. endearing, warm, whimsical, inviting you to reveal yourself, daring you to show me who you really are..
I have my mother's eyes, skeptical, penetrating, calculating, judicious, you don't have to tell me,
I already know

I forgive you
All I had to offer you was sadness
My eyes shed sadness
My face speaks sadness
My lips smile sadness
My voice spews sadness
My touch spreads sadness
I forgive you for leaving, for I have become an infectious incurable virus threatening to destroy everything you are not

Such a happy delicate thing she is, isn't she?
She has no idea, does she?
How long before you turn her into sadness...

How does blind ferret out in the dark
How is matchless able to ignite a fire\
How is clueless able to conspire
How does ice spark off fervor
Effortlessly he stirs up the deepest depths of my soul
Like a weed in my heart he implants himself, sprouts and spreads anew
He's here to stay...

Whenever they say I am outgoing, I say...We must have met on the dance floor

I am defined not just by what you see, but by the potential within me, the possibilities I represent

We were just two broken souls trying to fix one another...Somehow I ended up with a piece of you and you me