Don't Ask

Please...Don't,
Don't ask me how I feel.
Don't ask me to stay .
Don't ask me to try .
Don't ask me to listen.
Don't ask me to trust you.
Don't ask me for more.
Don't ask me to feel you.
Don't ask me to be honest.
Don't ask me to let down these walls.
Don't ask me to love you.
Don't ask me to trust you.
Don't ask me to kiss you.
Don't ask me to just understand.
Don't ask me to think about it.
Don't ask me why I run.
Don't ask me if I want this.
Don't ask me to trust you.
Don't ask me to calm down.
Don't ask me to forget.
Don't ask me why I cry.
Don't ask me why it's still you.

Sneakers, Sneakers, Love My Sneakers

Poor fashionistas with your hobo bags and spendy JimmyChoos.
I'm just a simple girl with love for tennis shoes.
Better believe I own a couple pair of heels,
But I buy'em at Ross or Volume for a steal.
Sure I look good in heels and they make me feel sexy,
All that is just a state of mind for this little Mexi.
Ladies you can keep your corns and other foot pains,
Keep spending in ways that drive your men insane.
Its a beautiful day to get some sneaks at under 40 dollars.
Finding a pair for under 10 makes me holla!
No surgery for me, I don't have to mutilate my feet.
I can walk all day in the county, all night on city streets.
Its my favorite outfit, jeans, sneakers, and a T-shirt.
Feeling flirty, its docs or flip-flops and a mini-skirt.
Over time, sure, sometimes sneakers can get a bit smelly,
But I swear, the perfect pair is better than Baer's peach jelly!
Cons, pumas, nikes, my Steve Maddens too,
Colorful, graphic sneakers, I heart you!