It's been a long time since I've been on and I've missed this so very much. It's amazing how we take love for granted..and then when it's gone, we can't remember how we lost it in the first place and have absolutely no idea how to get it back.  My first love is writing. It's never let me down and no matter how many times I leave, my pen is always waiting there patiently for me to return.  He exists for me, and I take him for granted. So I've decided to start something new...the Bible says that we are all blessed with gifts but if we refuse to use them, they may be lost forever [paraphrased]. Therefore, I've decided to return to my first love and to never leave him again...with the hopes that he'll turn his back to the wind of the past and trust that I'll be here with him forever.

The Girl with the Pink Hair

The girl with the cotton candy pink hair

Bubblegum-flavored lipgloss

Fishnet stockings paired with hot pink pumps

to match her shimmering star earrings

The same size as the star encasing her eyes

Simply a star she is, a gold mine of desire

Raw enviable talent, in a transparent yet solid shell

Everyone knows who she is but no one's able to identify her in a crowd

She's the one that every man wants to date but

doesn't know her name, where she's from, or her cares

The one who every girl dreams of being, 

waking in the morning hoping to catch a glimpse of her 

in the mirror

Or staring into their barren purses grasping for the silver piece 

that will bring her closer to the surface

Yet the Girl with the Pink Hair doesn't exist,  can't be reached

And will never be found. 

Never meant to replace her Jerica,

Jem accidentally crept into existence and became the girl Jerica

all of a sudden wished she could be.

Jerica, the girl who opened a shelter for troubled girls, 

desperately holding to the coat tails of a man with "stars" in his eyes

and Jem's hypnotic melodies in his ears

Jem is the girl that we look into the mirror and want to see staring back, 

the girl we all secretly wish he would see when he looks into our eyes

The girl who we can hide our true unbeautiful selves behind

The beginning of our ugliness and dissatisfaction began with this simple 

afternoon cartoon based on a girl with a beautiful and caring soul 

who just wants to be 

the girl with pink hair.