(2015)
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
Your pain is far away I hear it But I do not feel it Move closer Let me know you’re here to stay
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
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
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple