(2014)
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
Who’s the best? Ask my Daddy He’ll tell you Enthusiastically He always sees
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
Pragmatic me Doesn’t like this girl You can’t depend on her Too complex to understand She cries at the worst times
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist