Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can 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
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist