(2015)
To be more generous More inviting Work in progress
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
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
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind