People who clip your wings will stab you in the back.
People who cut your roots will steal your thunder.
Is God a John/Jane Doe or a missing person?
The Us-bus goes between a friend-ship and a relation-ship
I have an eating disorder because I don’t give food to my mind.
The internet is fast food for the mind.
When finding love don’t park your bye-ke next to the fire hi-drant.
A love triangle exists between heart, mind and soul.
My voice is gone looking for my lost identity.