I don't know what to do
She said she loves me
Do I?
I need help
I don't know
What are the signs?

Quesí saberte
Tú eres muy bonito
No cuido qué ellos te digan
Tú eres muy bonito

I am not ambidextrous
I am anti-dextrous
Neither of my hands can do anything good

I am not golden brained
I am blue brained
Neither side can tell what it's going to be with you
Mania?
Depression?
Anger?
Who knew?!?

I am not ambipedal
I am anti-pedal
Neither of my feet can run away in time

It doesn't hurt anyone
It doesn't hurt you
Don't be scared of it
Better it comes out now than later

This is how it started

I shook her up
She was ready to burst
When she was ready
I opened her up
And she exploded
Thoughts
Emotions
Interests
Secrets
It was all too much
So I dropped her

That is how it ended

I draw a banana on my leg
Every day
Just so that
Something is constant

We have bad poems too
We just don't publish them