Saturday, January 15, 2011

In Fifty Years or So

You can like the life you're living,
You can live the life you like.

It's funny how when I talk to you, I can feel so completely alone.

It's funny how I used to be able to tell you anything, but it's like you don't know what boundaries are or when some places are inappropriate for certain topics.

It's funny how you seem to not understand who I am, the looks you give me.

I'm happy you don't ask me anymore, because the answer ain't you now.


Friday, January 7, 2011

Aren't We Supposed to Dream Big?

Oh Miss Mango tank top,
where are you when I need your advice the most?

Oh Madre,
how could you doubt this,
when you knew how much it hurt me in the past?