my love for you felt so secure
but we were a disaster waiting to happen
because after all
a one way street can be fatal

I used to be very cynical
I dated boys who were dumb
Boys didn't care about the world
Boys who were just boys

But then I met you
My Sun
     My Moon
         My Stars

So powerful
So passionate
About everything
Especially me.

My hair tends not to do what I want it to
My teeth aren't shiny and white
My skin isn't very soft and clear
That's not to say I don't love myself, I do
But I'm not what's generally considered beautiful
My passions
My assertive manner
Aren't things society values
But when you look at me the way you do, it takes on a different meaning
Because I am art—
You have to look at me over and over again
And interpret every scar, blotch, and nonsymmetrical feature to appreciate me
When you look at me the way you do
It's because of who I am, what I stand for and everything in between.

For Those Who Were Mine

1. You were the first
   You offered me the world
   And introduced me to your parents

2. I really didn't want to
   You said you loved me
   I didn't, sorry

3. I loved you
   You loved me
   You cheated

4. I felt like there was something
   But then you said we'd be together forever
   I ran without looking back.

Nuestra dulce locura
Siempre lo sentí
Sigues siendo mi fobia

I've told people I loved them, when I didn't
I've told people I'd stay, then I left
I've done things I shouldn't have,
I've kept quiet when I should have screamed.

These experiences have changed me, very much so.
But I am not these experiences.
I am not heartless, I am not a liar.
My mistakes have shaped me, my mistakes haunt me, but my mistakes do not dictate where I am going.