Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
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
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
I don’t expect Diabetes education For the public But chances are You know one
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
