(2015)
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
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
Apathy and incompetence In healthcare A fax they didn’t send Prescriptions delayed Labs to do again
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
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
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco