Through the mountain
In a field
Stands a house
The sun has peeled
Cool inside
Bluish gray
Cucumber, vinegar, and onion day
Stuffed bell peppers
Never stuffed
Waiting on a check
Never any luck
Pawned all the inheritance away
It was only money anyway

And Cabeza De Vaca outlived 600 men
Ate horse for survival
In hurricanes, he swam
But I can't
and I can't
and Cabeza De Vaca
Never commanded respect
he simply lived and did what he did
while he was the last to stand
But I can't
I can't

As I age
I do not see
excitement in front of me
I see a place
where I play a role
and try to make the most
for the ones I owe the role
I do not see
anything more I will try to be
Falling into complacency
happened slowly but here I am

Mix and Match
Toss and Throw
I should've skipped the interview
and talked with you
and listened too
until my times was done and through

You need a short girl who makes you feel like a man
And not normal short
But like really short because you’re short yourself

Never could quite get it right
Too loose or too tight
Too dark or too light
Too fast or too slow
Too high or too low
Too much or too little
The whole thing an unsolvable riddle
Just couldn’t figure it out much
That’s what I get for not having no luck

Last night
I spilled insecurities all over the floor
I slipped and slid
I crawled on my knees
And climbed my way up the wall
Into your arms
But I never stopped thinking
The stains never go away
And I’m still not okay