Psoriasis
(2014)
#Psoriasis
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
Yo te amo Tres palabras Que solucionen todo Para la mujer Tan complicada
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
Who’s the best? Ask my Daddy He’ll tell you Enthusiastically He always sees
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind