(2014)
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
If food is poetry The flavors The smells Singing in harmony Is poetry food?
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
¿Te duele Cuándo piques tu dedo? No Lo hago por pura diversión Lo que duele
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
Antes lograba tanto Metía horas Sacando lo máximo De cada minuto No he cambiado
By nature high-strung But I thought I was strong If not physically, emotionally For things to roll off my back Be mature and take the high road
My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done
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…
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
Escogí las palabras Más adecuadas Por lo que yo Quería decir Abrí la boca
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
