Poems from BJinx

My days aren't always great, but when they are, it's very sunny. Sometimes I may run late and have to hop to it like a bunny. But boy you...
Too early is the time she wakes up, just to do countless hours of hair and make-up. Hunger exist in her world of perfection. Not realizing...
The paper is like my mind, often blank and unclear On this sheet I struggle to make sense of what I hear. The pen holds all of my power It...