(2014)
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
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
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
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying