(2015)
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
Who’s the best? Ask my Daddy He’ll tell you Enthusiastically He always sees
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
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
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate