(2014)
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
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
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
I know it’s for the best But it still hurts Hearing mothers complain For what I would give anything fo… My husband says no
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger