(2014)
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
