(2015)
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado