Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado

No pido disculpas Por escribir Lo que siento Lo que llevo adentro Lo que vivo

Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms

Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless

Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion

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

To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important

How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me

Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low

You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this

I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter

He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere