Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
The E’s squeak by The I’s are too excited The U’s come after Q But the A’s and the O’s They flow
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
When we are young we strive to be cool with our clothes and the way we move and our friends with swag as adults though our friends be co…
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly