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| SMARTY 6/6/01 He spelled my name correctly Left a message with my dad Hangs out with the bandies He can�t be that bad ;) He actually talks with his parents, Doesn�t sneak around behind their back Owns and operates a vast cavern of knowledge And doesn�t give the boss any slack I spell my way towards him With vague analogies and teasing Perhaps he�ll be so distracted by my petty skills He won�t notice my tendancy of freezing Why am I so self centered When my self is what I�m trying to hide My heart I want him to enter Yet the key is so hard to find What if I set him off With all my insecurities so present If my inclination to talk too much doesn�t I suspose this poem willl Why do I dance in the rain When I�m so scared of getting wet One foot rooted on the threshold... This has to be the best downpour yet. |
| PRECIOUS FOOL 6/5/01 I draw myself in, Lock my fears out; This burden of sin, I could do without. She says I�m a precious jewel; I feel like such a fool. To think I could keep my deeds, Just to myself. I told dad to tell her Why am I such a coward? Oh, I can�t stand her embrace, Her sweet loving face; Reminds me of who I am And shames me to disgrace. |
| WRATHFUL SUN 6/16/01 I'll warn you of what offends me. You smile and agree. Dusk turns to dawn- I pull away your hand twice You repent and desire my trust. The sun is boiling hot overhead... I take you out for a walk, And tell you I want a break. The sun set gracefully- Unlike yourself. You lacked the respect necessary, To stop the sun from going down on my wrath. |