(2015)
Psoriasis
#Enfermedad #Piel
Who’s the best? Ask my Daddy He’ll tell you Enthusiastically He always sees
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
Yo te amo Tres palabras Que solucionen todo Para la mujer Tan complicada
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
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