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

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

I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time

Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack

Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion

The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals

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

Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up

She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends

If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace