(2014)
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
Who’s the best? Ask my Daddy He’ll tell you Enthusiastically He always sees
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman