(2014)
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
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically