(2014)
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
I am stronger Than you think I am I am weaker Than I look
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Yo te amo Tres palabras Que solucionen todo Para la mujer Tan complicada
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste