She claims she likes her/
differentness, what raises/
her above the rest.
OR
She claims she likes her/
uniqueness, that which raises/
her above the rest.
She claims she likes her/
differentness, what raises/
her above the rest.
OR
She claims she likes her/
uniqueness, that which raises/
her above the rest.
Kind words falling from/
pure and innocent lips must/
just bring happiness.
We ought to be strong/
hosts of our happiness, not
servants to our fears.*
Taken from a poem read by a young woman at Speak For Yourself open mic night, Enliten Cafe’, Provo, Utah
She is content with/
her life, but I want to make/
her discontented.
Why do we always/
look for why not instead of/
searching for the whys?
I wonder if she/
even knows how much she fuels/
creativity.
OR
I wonder if she/
even knows how much she fuels/
creative juices.
They minister to/
us, because we minister/
to them: A fair trade.
If everyone is/
singing and writing about/
pain, you’re not alone.
Two songs that inspired this poem:
David Bowie’s Rock n Roll Suicide
AND
REM’s Everybody Hurts