(2014)
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds
I told everyone About you The ugly beast Inside of me You can’t hide
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
La presión atrapada Busca por donde salir Tapo mi boca Se me sale por los ojos Tapo mis ojos
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
No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
