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

Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up

A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music

I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface

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

Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete

A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters

Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers

You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top

Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up