(2014)
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
I am stronger Than you think I am I am weaker Than I look
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles