(2014)
I am stronger Than you think I am I am weaker Than I look
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
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
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
The news hit me Like a punch in the gut I threw up two times From the pain Knowing that I
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
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
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
Escogí las palabras Más adecuadas Por lo que yo Quería decir Abrí la boca
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s