Halfway down the stairs
Is a stair
Where I sit.
There isn't any
Other stair
Quite like
It.
I'm not at the bottom,
I'm not at the top;
So this is the stair
Where
I always
Stop.
Halfway up the stairs
Isn't up
And it isn't down.
It isn't in the nursery,
It isn't in town.
And all sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head.
It isn't really
Anywhere!
It's somewhere else
Instead!
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some
I saw her during recess
And then again at lunch
I kinda liked to tease her
<I can't tell you how much my heart hurts every day.
It's full of anger, pain, and regrets
We dance circles around each other.
Making eye contact now and then.
Smiling, gig
My best friend is a book
that doesn't give me a weird look.
It is like a golden d
Insecurity, when you walk in the room.
Curiosity, when you stare me down.
Speechl
Monday I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday I was
I know how it is to need money--
As much as I can get;
My teenager goes to the ma
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
