Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
I am stronger Than you think I am I am weaker Than I look
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 know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me