(2014)
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
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
When we are young we strive to be cool with our clothes and the way we move and our friends with swag as adults though our friends be co…
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
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
