(2015)
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
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
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete