(2014)
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
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
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
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
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist