(2014)
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
Her fingernails Natural Long Pointed On fingers
I am stronger Than you think I am I am weaker Than I look
Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best