http://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/my-avatar-part-2-poetry#play
My avatar loves to come out and play
While keeping all the bad people away
Sugar and spice was a fantasy that had been reversed
By an evil curse that keeps sick lyrics playing in my brain
Shame
Shame is I can’t hide from my hazel eyes
That keep seeing me down this wicked path
Where gargoyles were supposed to make me feel safe
And hide me from my tortured fate
And only they know where I’ve been
As my OCD forces me to repeat things
Over
And over
And over again
My avatar plays double dutch, patty cake, hide and seek
And plays these tapes over and over in my mind sometimes for weeks
Non-stop
That’s when my watched stopped
And froze me right there
For pedestrians to stop and stare at me in my obliviance
Ollie-ollie in come free
Is what they scream at me
deeming
Me
Broken
While I’m smoking up on yesterday
And my avatar
She comforts me in my
Disobedience
She comforts me
In my deviants
mentalnotes1 
The more of your work I read, the more I think we have and common. I think we are both a little darkanddreary. Don’t get me wrong, I like to have fun and am generally a fun person, but inside my head is a dark and scary place. I think most people have a place like mine, but it scares them and they run from it, rather than embrace. Love your work and can relate to it all. Male versus female makes no difference. Your poems work either way.
YES, MY BRAIN DOES NOT TICK AS WELL AS OTHERS BUT I EMBRACE IT, SMILE AND KEEP IT MOVING. HEY THANKS FOR READING MY WORK, IT REALLY MEANS A LOT.