Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect

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

I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized

I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe

If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team

He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere

No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo

Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?

If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man

Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple

When I think of my mom I think of malt o meal muffins When I think of my dad Memories of a child Chasing us around the circle

May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles

Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall