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Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
Yo te amo Tres palabras Que solucionen todo Para la mujer Tan complicada
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time