my mind is buzzing,
spiraling down.
I'm Alice,
madness is in my head,
trees made of lollipops
grass made of licorice
everything is sweet-
can you taste it?
it's delicious!
living in my sickly sweet house-
Gingerbread Man,
where's your face?
must've forgotten to put it on today.
that's okay,
I think I have bubblegum stuck in my hair
guess I'll have to cut it out
oh well,
I think I'm tired again
maybe I should
YOU ARE READING
The Road to Paradise
PoetryThis book has a bunch of poems that have bits and pieces of my life in them. I write whatever comes to mind, and it usually makes sense. But everything has a hidden meaning. Of course, some of it is random, but it all comes together (plus I like to...
