Haikus for Californians

take it from the girl
the one with the purple hair
she always knows best


take not from the one
the one who died her hair blue
the secret is kept


until the time when
the closest become closer
and all is reviled


burning inside me
formulating at my tongue
was the sound i heard


a broken promise
escapes from my impatient
soul the cannot rest


the start of something
i have only 2 dollars
be my idea