Peer pressure,
You always hear,
Those words spoken.
What they don’t know,

Is the pressure of family,
Continually asking,
What happened today?
Your parents wonder,
Why you answered,
Answered nothing.

Hey baby,
Chill out
And just maybe
We won’t shout
You gotta let go
You gotta freak out
And just maybe
We won’t shout
You ask me to love
I ask you to yell
‘cause hey, I ain’t no dove
And trust me, I’ve fell

No one’s here
I’m all smiles and happy outside
But inside I’ve died
Yet I have no fear
Alone and scared
No one’s here
So damn scared
No one’s here
So I am fine
Alone and dead
Thoughts fly in my head
So far from the line

My parents are fast asleep
I rise upon my feet
walk towards the bedroom door
under the dimming light
a plump young woman fading nightgown
hair down
arms like sausages
lips parted
breathing
out of my comfort zone