Antes lograba tanto
Metía horas
Sacando lo máximo
De cada minuto
No he cambiado

Springtime means
Berry pickin’
In warm sun
Therapeutic
Part of me

Who’s the best?
Ask my Daddy
He’ll tell you
Enthusiastically
He always sees

How can I write how I feel
When what I feel is nothing?
How can I tell you what I need,
What is wrong?
When what is wrong

A family trait
Massage
Is our vice
No shame
Take what

Uh-Oh!
Cranky mood
Throws a fit
Over cereal
Cheerios

Most women are cooks
But a man who cooks
Is a chef
She cooks over and over
To feed the masses

The whole world
Aches and groans
Do you feel her pain?
The human in me
Wants to heal mankind

I am a consumer
Female
Twenties
I buy
Cheap clothes and lattes

I look away
Afraid to see
Flicker of nerves
In their eye
A clench