My heart is hungry.

I found my soul in someone else's sweater.

I am growing myself secrets.
And piecing together the rest of my heart.

I don't sleep well.


Children say destructive things, there is no social norm.
Children are destructive.
They are channelled into terrorism.
Their homes are desructive.
Our media is destructive.
Our world is laced with poison...
We eat everything we see.
We devour everything we don't need.




I mostly want to smash things today.
And I want to glue them someplace new.



I have nothing beautiful for you.
I gave it all away last night.
I ate it myself.


I am mislead.