She said, “I Tell Myself ‘Shut Up’.”

I noticed that I talk to myself lately.

This is not a good thing.

Maybe I have an opinion,

Maybe I’m just lonely.

Harry doesn’t talk much

About the things I feel.

Especially about feelings.

It’s all right. I’ll live with it.

In my defense, I am the most

Interesting person in the room,

Most certainly when I am

The only person in the room.

For the prosecution,

I let out shocking expletives.

But who cares, I’m alone

And it feels good—and bad.

Did I really say that?

Are those words really me?

I’ve lost my moral compass

When I talk to the TV.

My outbursts are reactions

To their insanity

I listened.

She’s a flaming redhead,

With a temper quick to blame.

I said, “Call it like you see it,

Because it’s just a nasty game.”

A Cause de Toi

Circe-like, I captivate the world, à cause de toi,

Enchanting with naiveté and charm,

Radiant, love of life unfurled, à cause de toi

No unkind word to do me harm.

You watch, test, tempt, try, à cause de moi,

Attack, berate, belittle, beguile,

Retreat, regret, repeat, reply, à cause de moi.

Together in just a little while.

Encore Mon Amour

C’est terrible cà, comme je t’aime,

Et j’espère en temps, que tu m’aime.

Entre nous, sans doute,

C’est une chose trés forte,

L’un a l’autre, nous donnons support.

Ta passion, ta gentillesse,

Cà m’inspire, dans la vie, succès.

La respect surtout, que j’ai pour toi,

Me donne la foi en toi et moi.