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Anomaly Apr 2016
I'd teach them to choose friends like cereal

That it's fun to be goofy sometimes and make bubble bath beards
But don't let yourself drown in life's water
But if they do drown, I will be there

Id teach them to choose their words like a game of operation
I'd teach them their actions are a permanent markers
...and yes there is whiteout...  But it's not the same

When life knocks them down,
I'll tell them pain is just gain…there is also gain that takes away pain

I'd teach them to have their head in the rainbows,
Yet feet in the itchy grass

That you come in this world with yourself,
You leave with yourself
So love yourself

Run without shoes and socks,
And feel the warm pavement under your feet
But also focus in class sit in your assigned seat

To always love, and never hate anyone no matter what they do or say
Because you aren't like them, and they aren't like you
Always ask question where, what, why, how do you do

Though be humble, never low, and never high
Be happy, little child, because one day you will touch the sky
For English Class
Anomaly Apr 2016
I am from
Dark furniture within large rooms
Smells of curry,
covered with febreze and perfume

I am from
Ride a bike with one hand
But hold your plate for dinner with two

I am from
Red …white
And then blue
Meaning July 1st then July 4th

I am from no beef no pork
And no I don’t find cows holy

I am from hanging with cousin
Playing with nerf guns
Midnight movies
And dairy queen runs

I am from absent mother
And parents divorced
For English Class
Anomaly Jan 2016
we used to wear our socks and slide across the floor
your home was my home , because my real home wasn't a home
you'd play the radio and force me to listen to "all the hits" as I tried to sleep
you guys would persuade me to try the tree swing
I took the socks off and felt the grass on my feet
you guys had me building forts, and saying the word duuuude
a year passed by and your mom told me to wear dresses
girls cant make forts in dresses
I cant run through the trees in dresses
you offered your shorts and shirt , and your mom rolled her eyes

even today I still miss you guys
Anomaly Nov 2015
My actions are caused by who knows what
but fixed with the simple ,
cellist who plays , my instability away
the violin that makes the lost child feel found ,
the Viola plays through my ears ,
cleansing my brain of stress
the Piano picks away my paranoia
the orchestra is such a sound to apprehend

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