(2014)
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
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