(2014)
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
Who’s the best? Ask my Daddy He’ll tell you Enthusiastically He always sees
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
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
When I think of my mom I think of malt o meal muffins When I think of my dad Memories of a child Chasing us around the circle
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
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
