Oh mujer, praise me not
you mean to build me
but my thoughts turn distraught
I simply can´t see
the transition of words
they´re so mixed in my head
the meanings all blur
and coalesce into lead
One day, I can pray
when a question is posed
I´ll say, 'yo no se'
and I´ll say it composed
This is where confidence takes rest
Oh mujer, I assure you I am doing my best
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