(2014)
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work