Frigid windsof stereotypes and opinionsBlows threatening to freeze happinessInhibiting the heart's only comfortCrushing self esteem into pulpIcy rain ..
As I sit on my porchI watch the stormIcy and blusteryI can't help but wonder whyLife must be this way.Why the clouds in my mindCreate the spinning cyc..
We sat down in your fiery living room,And turned on the TV.We watched a sad movieAbout two best friends.Then one died.You looked me in the eye and sai..
I was your favorite dollTogether we did everythingPlaying in your backyardTo cleaning your room.When your brotherThrew me down your stairsYou would pi..