Made Up Crying Mind Poem by James McLain

Artifacts to a new way of thinking is feared.
Better looking not good enough
the thinking of parents never spared.
Neurotic shaking of hands lips apart.
Flapping your hair back like birds wings.
Lipid filled thighs yams that shake.
Shame full thoughts you me whom care.
Making another jump to her death cheating love
filled with hate.
He has eyes that bore to your soul.
To defy mum stay out late getting stretched.
Parents like yours sleep in late.
Hearing the truth about my life I hate
makes me think about love in all the wrong places.
So I stay home and watch the trees
grow up through the bushes where it's safe.
Instead of the streets where the hoe's live in fear.