(2015)
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
No hay nada más sincero Que un regalo Inesperado Una carta Un chocolate
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
Escogí las palabras Más adecuadas Por lo que yo Quería decir Abrí la boca
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
I love to hear poetry read Rather than performed I love to hear each word Appreciated Rather than memorized
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
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 find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures