(2014)
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
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
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
Escogí las palabras Más adecuadas Por lo que yo Quería decir Abrí la boca
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face