My brother is dead I don’t say that too often Not even inside of my own head Where there are no faces of pity No one thinking she must be pretty Messed up There she stands all dressed up While inside She must be dying All the while I keep trying To keep my game face on Ups, downs I got the same face on After all I am superwoman Watch me fly Without wings While the caged bird sings I soar Through closed doors And emotional road blocks Life don’t stop But sometimes It d[...]