(2014)
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
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
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face