(2014)
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
A family trait Massage Is our vice No shame Take what
¿Te fue mal el día? Me va mal también a mi Dos vidas entretejidas Irrevocablemente Te cargo a ti encima
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…
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…