The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
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
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
