Ode to CDs
by Lidia Temores
Any time of the day
morning, noon or night
You are always there for me
Whether I'm sad, happy or mad.
If I'm sad
you sometimes make it worse
with your killing words of love.
If I'm happy
you won't make it better or worse.
If I'm mad
you'll just put me on the edge of the bed
about to break out my anger.
You are a top
that spins in the radio
making my motions go round
and around
changing and changing my feelings
like you are changing clothes.
You are my love
for never judging me
by the way I might sing
or if I don't return to you
for a day or two.
You are always there
when I want to get drunk
for that person that made me suffer
for his love
and you play
over and over
playing the same song
again and again
like a broken record.
by Lidia Temores
Any time of the day
morning, noon or night
You are always there for me
Whether I'm sad, happy or mad.
If I'm sad
you sometimes make it worse
with your killing words of love.
If I'm happy
you won't make it better or worse.
If I'm mad
you'll just put me on the edge of the bed
about to break out my anger.
You are a top
that spins in the radio
making my motions go round
and around
changing and changing my feelings
like you are changing clothes.
You are my love
for never judging me
by the way I might sing
or if I don't return to you
for a day or two.
You are always there
when I want to get drunk
for that person that made me suffer
for his love
and you play
over and over
playing the same song
again and again
like a broken record.