(2014)
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
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
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
Love is sincere Sincerely Wanting to connect Love makes you crazy Insanity that makes you fly