(2014)
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
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
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
Algunos me gusta compartir Calientitos Justo cuando salgan del horno Que no se enfríe Por eso lo escribí
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated