(2014)
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
Nothing makes people flee Like reading them poetry They value it in theory But please don’t make them read Surprise me with your verse
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
Manos fuertes No me sueltan De la cama Yo les digo Me tengo que ir
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
No es solo la tristeza Aunque si lo estoy No es por el desanimo Aunque si me desanimo No es tan sencillo
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up
I am a consumer Female Twenties I buy Cheap clothes and lattes
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
A healthy pancreas Is like a transmission Seamlessly shifting gears In type 2 diabetics Wear and tear
