I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically

When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery

I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe

Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never

Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion

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

I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones

¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele

The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I

If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile

Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect