Want to be as unique as I feel
Oridanary is cut from the same cloth
Mundane is not a thrill
Too many taste chocolate..it's their yum
Peanut butter tickles my taste
Wash it down with milk..I am done
Want to really open the sky
Paint the world with my words
Run

Stars speak to me
When the Moon hides, feeling down
Wishes break free
Wanting you around
Ordinary is not the way
My steering wheel turns
Ordinary takes and fakes
Then it stops
To sleep, wake up to burn
You are my wish...
I prefer to stir
You equals me
Is how I want
My world to turn
© Cynthia Inouye