1)
Art? Work, work and don't stop.
Girl, what will you get from it?
Is it misery? Nothing to eat?
Girl, work, work and no thoughts.

Better see you crakin' skulls
why to heal them souls?
o, Dismember is pleasured to show
absurdities I've pointe you for
Listen and Remember
"What is going to help her?"

Work work and no thoughts
Science, hun, is lots.

2)
Screams of allure, and family ties
About her future, considerable lies.
And in confusion, she only cries,

What We must do for the sake of honor,
Mind is hardened as choir of horror,
Many futures echo, "I am in sorrow."

3)
Dear reader, look! She is searching for aide.
Then, to angel she clings and tells the message She made.
"Damn her!" he squealed, and of course, briskly babbled,
"It just makes no sense," for she makes no sense?

Is it me who's at wrong? For
What are dreams if no one is by my side to support them?
The loss of  Faith for everything I have done,
Slowly creeps back as pain that has been gone.
With eleven fingers plus the mind of  Dr. Einstein,
Maybe, probably equals They would understand.
But, when will it equal acceptance?
When multiplied misery to he I glance?
And please my family at want?
Also miss my chance to shine
or maybe inspire you
and entertain others.
O Patriotism! Ignorant hypocrites!
no.

4)
News flash News flash,
Beautiful artistry has come to end 
every flower surrounds to obey
Nature's eternal way, ironically
people (too) surround joyfully
Society's perfect guide to abide...
Beautiful day out here in Midway
from Salsa Town to Classical Bay
may our meteorology mend
everyone a beautiful day

5)
O Glorious Apollo,
Don't let her go.
Choirs guide her
Up up higher.
And there's more doubt
For families won't stop bragging about...
One day they'll change.
Maybe.