(2015)
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
Escogí las palabras Más adecuadas Por lo que yo Quería decir Abrí la boca
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter