I am Woman, Hear Me Roar

I am woman, hear me roar
don't you call me a bore
I have an ukulele and a pen
and I'm not afraid to use them!
I'll play my music real loud
and carry my banner real proud
I'm an activist, a feminist
and yes, I'm also married (to a man) and work in a chemist

I am woman, hear me roar
I say make love, not war
I read a lot of books
I'm not too bothered about looks
My name is Hayley
I get to sign my autograph daily!

I am woman, hear me roar
don't stare too hard, you'll make your eyes sore

I am woman, hear me roar
rock music and my friends, I adore
I am woman, hear me roar
turn the page, and I'll tell you some more...

When I am Drunk

the first time I got drunk was on Tia Maria
seemed like a good idea
tasted so good, just kept drinking more
one drink turned into four
funny how it's still my favourite drink

I've had rum, southern comfort, tequila, why even absinthe
well Vodka, we have a love/hate relationship
it has been known to make me lose my grip
shots always go down well
even if the next day my head feels like hell

when I am drunk
I've been known to shout at kebab shops
if I'm not in the queue for 2AM chips
using tomato sauce and mayonnaise as dips

when I am drunk
I've been known to hug people and say "I love you"
but you know it's no lie, you know it's true
alcohol is like truth serum
a few drops and I'll tell you the lot

when I am drunk
I tend to laugh
when I am drunk
you've been known to hold me up
when I am drunk
I struggle with the door lock
when I am drunk
I sing loudly to rock
when I am drunk
I crash on the bed
wondering what's up with the spinning in my head
the next thing I know I'm feeling rather dead
the next morning I will dread
but for now
I'll make a fake vow
not to drink again
at least not till next weekend

22nd July 2010

Social Networking

Twitter, My Space, You Tube, Facebook
all the world can take a look
at what you post
intimacy and privacy sometimes gets lost
see photos of me as a child
see photos of me when I get a bit too wild
sometimes it can get you in trouble
you're so engrossed in your internet bubble
you forgot what you posted
when you got drunk, you boasted
no longer do we use the phone
we use our "status" to indirectly moan
no more face to face
instead we choose to "follow"
how did we become so hollow?
social networking, is it to blame
for lack of communication?
or has it widened our fascination?
it's hard to remember a time
without the internet
information is so easy to get
it doesn't make it wrong
but we should keep our real friendships strong
and never forget the power of speech
or what it's like to sit on the beach
on a sunny day
the power of reality
is what controls our destiny
life isn't controlled by letters on a screen
or some you tube video you might have seen
you are the driver
so take the wheel and drive

17/7/10

The River of Acceptance

your warmth is shown behind every smile
every smile leaves an imprint on my heart
and my hearts feels wide open
whenever you are within reach
even out of reach
your soul calls out my name
almost like home
we connect but our individuality remains
you can be yourself and I couldn't have it any other way
you lighten the load but deepen the rivers
the rivers ripple with your every word
thoughts and feelings so consumed
I am lost in this river of you
and this time
I don't want to be found

2006

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spark the ignition, start her up
let her slide, let the feet move along
take the pill
take the time
can you feel what's inside?
candy hearts and liquid dreams aren't always what they seem
could you be the key that fits into the lock?
could I be the handle you just can't turn?
is it that hard to be free?
is it true how easily you glide
through the evidence
of what was once had been
time and time again
take your time
feel your mind
let me be your guide

11/1/06

All written on 29.1.06

Words

Words can fly
words can zoom
just like an ultrasonic boom
words surround me
they pour down like a soft waterfall of ideas
so many beautiful words
it's hard to know where to start
and even harder to finish
but I love it with my heart and soul
writing is the only key I need
to unlock the door of creativity
and fill the voids of reality


The Psychedelic Radar

the psychedelic radar is in my head
transcending messages sent from outer space
transmitting thought patterns
to expand the outer limits of my mind
vivid colours and patterns
feels like a painting on my soul
so divine, I feel fine
it brings me love, it takes me through
a dimension I've never noticed before
and I never want it to end


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I am a door, unopened yet unlocked
I am the floor, often walked over
I am a wall, enclosing the outside world
I am a ceiling, stopping you from reaching the stars
I am a window, proving there's more to life than the room you're in
there's millions of rooms
and millions of houses
all across the world
but nothing will soothe your soul like the outdoors will

If I fall

"If I fall, will anyone hear my call?"
that's what she's thinking
be realistic, you're being sadistic
sending everyone ballistic
causing her pain
making her have tears that fall down
as fast as the pouring rain

you want to make a prank call
but I'm not playing ball
you're being cruel
she's thinking

"If I fall, will I live to tell the tale?"
be realistic, you're being sadistic
sending everyone ballistic
making her cry
but she's trying
trying to be strong

you go to punch her
be realistic, you're being sadistic
her mother's gone ballistic
she's bleeding
"if I fall, will anyone hear my call?"

nobody ever heard her call
here we are, standing tall
wearing black
she can't come back

be realistic, you were sadistic

if you fall, will anyone hear your call?

12/3/99