Rebirth Marks

happiness offends as much as hate
no one wants to realize what they're missing
no amount of money in the world
measures up to passionately kissing

the most intense experience in life
can't be purchased with a credit card
integrity and resolve are a must
love is beautiful but it is hard

don't tell me to smile for you
I'm not here to be cute
I'm no coy submissive girl
my style is resolute

time is not a given so take heed
don't put off the things you mean to do
this life is all that is guaranteed
heaven might not be waiting for you

everybody's spirit carries truth
egos obscure visions in our minds
reality exists in the surreal
dreaming may be our most lucid time

why should I invest in a
world that disregards me
tattoos are my rebirth marks
but there's more than you see

Green Thumb

I'll say it one more time
the life I live is mine
every other opinion is moot

there's something to be said
for filling up my head
with what they call my silly dreams

I've found a place for me
a culture jamming scene
every imperfection truth

I found all that I need
growing like a seed
I'll nurture it with my green thumb

wait and think before you speak
you're part of the elite
but money can't buy intellect

so low that I can't fall
my gift intangible
but I feel wealthy anyway

my hearts an open book
if you bothered to look
there's a chance that you'd relate

repeat the things I know
like watching flowers grow
I'll nurture them with my green thumb

yeah you know I'm insecure
and cutting words they hurt
I am not impervious

but fear I must deny
and though it lives inside
it's only there to overcome

the circle in my mind
it's spinning all the time
making it so hard to sleep

it's up to me to free
the sound that comes from me
and nurture it with my green thumb

Who I Am

sometimes I want to break the silence
hanging in the atmosphere
waiting for a song to hear

will you take me to another world
take me to another time
help me be another girl

I wish I could be anyone else but who I am

looking at the sunset calms me down
takes my thoughts into the clouds
while my bare toes feel the ground

taking breaths so deep they tingle
wanting to believe again
that life is something meaningful

I just can't be anyone else but who I am

sometimes other people make me feel
there's a need to hide behind
a smiling face that isn't real

I'm like the train that shakes my house at night
far from where I started from
incapable of being quiet

I don't want to be anyone else but who I am