(2015)
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no