(2014)
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
Desperate for his attention Knowing it will drive him away Jealous of a game - how lame Choking self-esteem where I lay Desperate for his affection
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again