Vulnerable Sitting, Waiting to be noticed. Anxiety bubbles and twists my mind. When will I be heard? Who will ever listen? Can you hear me? Can you HEAR........me? Not what you think I am, Not what you think feel. Drowning Waiting to be rescued. Do you know I'm drowning? Right in front of your eyes. Can you see me? Can you SEE....me? Not what you think I am, But what I am. Surrounded by good intentions. Always alone.

Hot! It is so hot in Britain, We don't know what to do. Should we wear some trainer socks with our casual sandal shoes? Perhaps we'll use the barbie and burn some sausages, And wash it down with cider or a nice warm glass of Pimms. We could drag out the paddling pool, Then do the earwig dance. And finally get the the sun umbrella we bought on hols in France. Hang on the sec, get out the shed and pack it all away. The rain is here, we can all relax, The sun has gone away!

Monday Monday morning always comes, It makes me feel all wobbly. But rest assured, When Fridays here, I'll be cheer, The weekends here!