I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
