(2014)
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
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
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I