(2014)
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
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
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
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
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?