The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose

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

Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?

My sister’s cookies Chocolate chip Got my nephew to Say her name For the first time

I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically

Dime ¿Qué es su lengua materna? Ni inglés Ni español Sus padres no hablan inglés

When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery

I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be

The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould

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

Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco