(2015)
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
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
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this