(2014)
This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
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
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread