(2014)
I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
Bags full of diapers Cars waiting in line Smell coming from the load Ashamed it was mine He noticed my insulin pump
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
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
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
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
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
