By Jelisa Gonzalez | May 6, 2024
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Soy una llorona,
I am the crier.Â
For reasons I want to believe are out of my control.Â
For reasons I know are choices within my control.
For reasons I am sure will be carried throughout my life.
Soy una llorona,
For I came out of my mother crying
gasping for respiteÂ
a breather, some airÂ
more air.
Come to realize that there was never enough air up above that could contain the force that was me.
Soy una llorona,
So much so that as a childÂ
I would scream, cry, kick,
Anything,Â
To receive the attention, I so yearned for,
To be seen.
Soy una llorona,
Que me dicen que soy sensitivaÂ
Que siento mucho.Â
Mucho que no quiero sentir nada despues que yo lloro
Y lloroÂ
Y lloroÂ
Me dicen que soy una lloronaÂ
And I give myself grace.
Hold more than just my pain,
Mas que yo soy adulta,
And need to play off fine all the time.