(2014)
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
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
What if one day I wasn’t there for you? And you were left needing me If I wasn’t there When you woke up
To love reading Writing and words And not be able to Communicate Frustrated
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
