(2014)
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
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 cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
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
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould