(2014)
#Doctor #Healthcare #Hospital #Sickness
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones
Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
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
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
I struggle to Keep it together Maxims and mottoes On repeat In my mind
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect