Streets

I planned and before I called it quits, I walked down O'Farrell to a luggage store that I had seen before which

I came home today, to find my house on fire,
All the things that I possess are in a flaming spire.
Watching it all happen,

I'll Be Fine

Alone, yet not alone
A small miracle growing in my body
Just eighteen, scared and unlearned
Not knowing what to

Traffic Thoughts

Green light
peaceful drive.
The way is clear
on the freeway of my mind.

They said, "You'll lose your cool in

We had a little argument
It happens time to time
But arguments are little things
Not huge, horrific crimes
I'm building back