If the world
Went my way
I would be 25 and
Fresh out of college.
Three dogs
Back home in a
Two bedroom apartment
Furnished with the
Comforts of home and
The future.
If the world
Went my way
I would wear
ripped jeans and
Flannels and black
Nail polish
And i would smile--
Always
I would earn
my own money
And buy
my own things
Go out
Every weekend
and take
pictures of everything.
I would
go on a roadtrip
enjoy the sights
and smells
and feelings.
And i would love
Everyone I’d meet
And laugh
And cry without
Conviction.
If the world
went my way
I would
Be a volunteer
Learn how to cook like a pro
Watch tv all day
Eat strange foods
And try my best
to try everything.
I would travel and
Gain experience
Learn a new language
or three
and maybe even
become religious.
If the world
went my way
I would have done all
this by now.
If the world
went my way
i wouldn’t have to deal with
****** people
and pop music.
If the world
went my way
I would be jamming to
punk rock
on my way to Rome
smiling at
everyone involved
and loving
every second of it.
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 8:44 AM UTC
Shriveled & shrunken.
Intoxicated & drunken.
Hung over & agitated.
Mild to moderate brain activity.
Common sense & basic reason lacks mental ability.
Bad with money & squanders financial stability.
Passing a psychological mental health evaluation not quite.
Kept in a straight jacket & sedated in isolation they do spit & bite.
They go through everyone's trash day & night.
They panhandle at the street lights.
They have tempers & pick fights.
Nothing they do is legal or right.
Slobs with no jobs.
They lack work ethics.
The sight & stench of them is sick.
They're sad story is lies & tricks.
Not a truth that sticks.
They cuss & their pocked face oozes ****
Their frontal lobe is filled with dust.
About telling your teacher the truth they get homicidal & make a fuss.
They drive a piece of **** car consisting of smog & rust.
Getting arrested for 365 × 3 + 2 counts of child **** is never a bust.
Keep your children away from drunks.
Some drunks get violent, beat you & lock you on a trunk.
Most pedofiles & rapists are drinkers.
Not religious or moral thinkers.
With shingles, hpv virus, ****** & boyles.
Zero morals as hideous as an ugly *** gargoyle.
Enjoy arguing, screams & shouts.
Daily drunk driving & behind the wheel blackouts.
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 4:43 AM UTC
Such luscious lips, with pinkish glow!
She's beautiful.
Her chapped lips, faucet like,
cascade only words of kindness..
She's beautiful.
Such pretty,alluring eyes!
She's beautiful.
Her heavy-lidded eyes : a pair of lenses
capturing only great sharp shots,
they see clearly only the good in people..
They never despise.
She's beautiful.
Such a lovely, curvaceous figure!
She's beautiful.
Within the slim figure, is a soul
who'll share her food with the hungry,
even if it means she'll be left with nothing
for dinner.
She's beautiful.
Beauty is only skin deep..
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 4:43 AM UTC
Is it possible
To love someone
More than you love yourself?
Is it possible
To love someone
That you haven’t even met before?
Is it possible?
Is it possible
To feel butterflies
Whenever you laugh
Be it in an
Amateur video
Or a professional recording?
Is it possible
To want to kiss you
To want to
Feel your lips on mine
So much it hurts?
Is it possible?
Is it possible
That someone like you
Would love
Someone like me?
Is it possible?
Is it?
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 3:36 AM UTC
Time goes by so fast!!
Here and now are our moments to cherish for
Eternity! We have the chance to make a change, the
Kids won't be alright if we don't do something now.
In these precious moments of childhood, innocence, and
Diversity, we have a chance to
Show the kids that they can make
A difference and change the world for the better.
Right now, there are many kids who are "lost" and feeling
"Empty". They don't have anyone, but we
Need to show them that
They're not alone!
All these kids are our FUTURE!
Love and caring,
Really caring, showing them that together we can be one.
In our culture, there's still so much hate
Going around that our kids will grow up
Hating people based on their skin, who they love, and so on.
Together; here and now, we can change that!!
The Kids Will Be Okay
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 3:27 AM UTC
there once was a girl
whose name was of a season;
the season of cold, of frost and snow
and in which bright fire embers could glow.
there once was a girl
whose name was of a season
the season that came
and brought the storm that stole away
what was left of her own little family.
there once was a girl
whose name was the one that
the freezing breeze whispered
one fateful windy day.
there once was a girl
whose name she couldn’t bear to hear
as it was the last word
she once heard her mother say.
there once was a girl
whose name was spread around
she was known as the girl
who took her own life
for the pain was too much
and the guilt was too strong
that she had died but they had gone.
there once was a girl
whose name now rests on a plaque
on many a snow-coloured bench
on the frosty streets
of the neighbourhood
that she had once called her home.
each time the season comes
people say they hear
the name of the girl
upon the frozen lips
of a mother gone away
“Winter...”
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 11:31 AM UTC