Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
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 wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this