Cliches
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“There’s good in everyone”
That’s a lie!
Realized that as he watched me cry
Body shaking so badly I thought I would die
Eyes burning bright red light a stormy night sky
They say home is where the heart is
So I built us a house of cliches
Cut out the electricity,
Because they say love is blind
Enter the victim, normally dead,
Shot, bludgeoned, or pushed off a cliff, on his head,
A Mormon, Baptist, and Agnostic talk
about God. It shouldn’t sound like a joke.
Our minds shouldn’t say comparing culture
is foolish. Yet it is still just a joke.
That Mormon is a girl, just a woman.
A Shakespeare sonnet to befit a king
The sun will rise a bird will sing
All these clichés to express emotion
Of love of sadness of endless devotion
They call me the actress Because I like to speak I’m wild and daring Not calming or meek But beneath this blonde hair dye Stage make-up of rose Are thoughts much more deep Than what people suppose I see my own faults Though you would never guess I
