Designer Pandemoniums
I’m looking for her;
that girl.
The one with the raindrop smile
& castaway thoughts,
who speaks dandelion words
through a tomorrowland voice.
She’s close
though, emotionally disconnected.
Nearby in her world;
the one humans haven’t broken yet.
I can see her;
that girl who’s eyes are shut and wide open.
She’s here,
but she’s hiding.
Some say she’s “finding herself”;
I say she’s finding everyone else…
©haylesmaree
The key to happiness isnt a key
It’s a
Lock.
©haylesmaree
I live the kind of life that makes relaxation feel like a radical act.
©haylesmaree
You assured me of your solid understanding
…but gender and sexuality are fluid.
©haylesmaree
When you speak to yourself, do you ever get anxious that
you’re going to say the wrong thing?
©haylesmaree
If even you aren’t sure what you think of you,
why does it matter what they do?
©haylesmaree
The map she once used for her heart,
she now uses as a blanket.
©haylesmaree
