(2014)
#Memories
I am stronger Than you think I am I am weaker Than I look
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures