I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand