Roses are red, Violets are blue,
That's what they say, but it really isn't true.
Roses are red, and apples are too.
But violets are violet, not really blue.
Oranges are orange, but Greenland's not green.
A pinky's not pink, so what does it mean?
To call something blue when it's not is to defile it,
But what the heck, it's hard to rhyme with 'violet'

She screamed,
but nobody listened.
Because she didn't have a pretty face,
to match her pretty mind

A broken mirror,
a bleeding fist.
A silver blade against a wrist.
Tears falling to lips unkissed..
Ignore her and she won't exist.
She's not the kind you'll come to miss.

When we first met,
The very first thing I noticed were your eyes.
They were blue-
and not rhe color blue like the sky,
or sea.
They were their own color.
The color that soon became my favorite.

Then I noticed your voice.
The way you said my name,
The way you talked to your friends.
Anything that you said sounded like a song.

Then, the way you treated people.
You were always so kind,
even when the person didn't deserve it.

I realized that
whenever I'm with you,
I can't think straight,
I can't talk right.

You made my stomach fill with butterflies,
my mind fill with your face, your voice, just you in general.

Whenever you were around,
I was happy,
despite what had happened with anything.

You smile,
I'll smile.
You laugh,
I laugh.
You cry,
I'll punch a dude for you,
even though you're the guy.
I don't care,
who made steriotypes anyway,
They're stupid.

They find better people,
and I become distant and forgotten.

-November 20, 2016-
                                   "Hey"
                                   It began with you
-November 20, 2018-
                                  Goodbye
                 ­                 This is me, ending it.
Today,
Here,
Now.

I am done

When I count my blessing,
I make sure to count you twice.

14 days
336 hours
till
16 years
140,160 hours
of life

18 is a fairly small number in the scheme of things
but 18 years is a fairly large amount of time
18 years and life throws curveballs

18 is a fairly small number in the scheme of things
and 18 seconds is a fairly small amount of time
18 seconds and the day throws curveballs

maybe 18 seconds isn’t a fairly small number,
maybe it depends on the scenario and the context that 18 is put in

your past does not define you. yesterday’s mistakes are not today’s. we can always be better.

2. be humble. do not boast in how you look or how you dress. do not brag in your talents or your skills. you can be proud, but do not become prideful. always stay kind.

3. do not let someone else define your worth, talent or value because of what they do or do not give you.

4. be patient. all good things come in time and never stop working hard in what you’re striving to achieve.

5. words and music connect us. don’t ever stop telling stories, always keep writing, always keep sharing.

6. love your friends and family hard. appreciate them everyday and never give up on them.

7. you are cherished even if you feel like you’re not seen. when you don’t think your parts matter, widen your perspective and look at the bigger picture. they can’t make it happen without you.

8. you are more than just a body or face. your heart and soul is more beautiful than any outward appearance could ever be. don’t let first impresses be limited to only physical.

9. it’s okay to show affection to those that you love. let them know how you feel, and don’t be afraid to love big.

10. hard work and determination always pay off, even if it takes a while. you will get to where you’re going if you’re diligent and passionate. don’t wait to follow your dreams.

11. laugh loud. don’t worry about what others may think of you, happiness isn’t to be confined, you’re meant to express it.

12. let yourself be loved by others. you can’t give until you’ve been filled, always let others pour into you with adorations and affections so you can do the same.

13. don’t let people look down on you because you are young, don’t let them limit your potential because of your age. your young age does mean you’re any less talented, wise or valued than those older than you.

14. be confident in who you are. there is no one else on Earth like you, be proud of the progress you’ve made.

15. being quiet is okay, being reserved does not mean you’re lacking anything. there is beauty in the silence.

16. always express yourself. express your feelings and your love. don’t repress them.

17. don’t let a set back keep you down forever. rest, recover and jump right back where you left off. work hard, practice hard.

18. love yourself and love your friends more. never stop learning and always keep growing.

1 year can change alot
about me, and you,
and just stuuf in general

1, for the slumber that tumbles us round,
2, for the remedy, the musics bold sound.
3, for the tree that became your canoe
4, for the rain, it's ambiguous blue.

5, to escape, to a world we contrive,
6 for the tricks that I played to survive.
7, because heaven, is supposedly on earth,
& 8 for my mother, and her unknown worth.
9 for the failures, the faults & mistakes,
10 for the fears that keep us awake.

11, for my stepfather, consoles me each night, whispers advice crystal clear, filled with insight- words on courage & kindness, love & delight.
12- when you wake but it's already night.
13 forever, with strength glory and might,
14 with wisdom, discretion, insight-
both numbers together sizing up every fight.

15, for my little sister, and all her turmoil,
15, for her spirit, the last one to spoil,
she and the world but water and oil,
15 for her soul, and like the mighty cobra it's coil,
deadly & graceful defends its home soil.

16 for the evil- the wicked & cruel, the endless hate they spin into fuel.
17, for reason, justice & art,
and all the other virtues life etched on my heart,
18, to redeem, to admit your mistake, to truly move on then perhaps to retake.
19 for that shame, always the same, so familiar it almost comforts my brain. 19, for the suffering, agony & betrayal.
19 true stories retold as mere tales- how they surpass logic and induce other's fails.

20. For my years. For the moment, for now. For to the past I salute, and to the future I bow; All with the hope that next year I'll know how
to do what everyone else can.

Broken, shattered, life filled with pain
Lonely, forgotten, eyes filled with shame
Lost, confused, heart filled with hurt
Praying, longing, for life not to get worse.

A little girls world
is full of happiness.

It consists of fairies, and princesses,
princes, and dolls.

Tears are from joy,
and sadness is a dragon,
that was slain to set her free.

A little girls world
is the purest place on Earth,
where there is no pain,
sadness, or hurt.

A little girls world,
should never be crumbled.

An eraser
goes through its life
caring about all the tiny details
but not about itself.
it degrades itself trying
to fix others mistakes
until suddenly
it’s gone.

it knows it’s dying,
it know it,
and it doesn’t care.
it cares too much about other people
to care about itself.

Some people say an eraser
would be a model human.
i don’t.

If everyone was like an eraser,
if everyone cared about others
just a little too much,
how would life work?

People would degrade
just like the eraser,
not caring
about themselves.

an eraser plays an important role in art.
so it does.
you can care about other people,
but don't
not care about yourself.
do not be an eraser,
you need loved too.

Crap
It’s cold

The end

no matter how long it’s been
or
how far apart we are
i always find my way back to you

we've discovered another bare and transparent soul like us.
We hear and fear the silence, unable to be one with the crowd.
I too once wanted the whole world to hear me,
to praise me,
to remember me,
giving them all and feeling emptier than ever.
I have sought after souls like me,
but I forgot that loud souls like us are the least to be heard.

And indeed,
it was in the moment,
in the fleeting,
that I noticed a quiet soul that must have felt everything,
and reflected their pain upon an indifferent world.

They must have seemed so distant and untouchable to the world,
but I can hear their pain, I can see their soul.
Every line every word of theirs is beautiful.

But, they are also so fragile,
so prone to pain that to love them,
I must never give up,
to make them feel warm,
to make them feel safe.

I have to love them like I have never been loved before.

Best friends are angels
That God sent along.
They always stay beside you
Whenever things go wrong.

I'm glad that God blessed me,
With a good friend such as you.
A person to be there,
A person to get me through.

Never turn away from me.
I can't bear to be apart.
All the pain and suffering
Will be too much for my heart.

You are my best friend,
The one who brightens my day.
The one who cheers me up,
The one who's here to stay.

Best Friends
The title we chose
But what does it mean to be "best friends"?
You should see each other every day?
Well that's not true for you and me
Should silly little fights get in our way?
Only if that's how it's meant to be
Should we give?
Should we borrow?
Should we dance like there's not tomorrow?
Secrets are traded
Privacy invaded
Hugs and smiles are shared
Tears are shed
Love is spread
We know that we both really cared

I smile
You smile

You cry.
I cry

I wish.
You wish

You die
I die

If you fall
I'll help you up

And if you call
I'll always pick up

Best Friends Forever
The promise we made
And I know in my heart
That it will never fade

I thought I'd be this way forever.
You left, he came.
He asked me to promise,
I did.
He was just afriend,
then it grew to be more.
Now I'm over you,
But falling for him.
You wanna come back,
It's too late now.
I'm sorry.
Should've tried a couple weeks ago,
or better yet, never left
I'm better now.
I'm happier now.
I'm me again.

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Bliss
is a weird thing.
It's like everything is perfect,
when it really not.
It's like there isn't a problem to face.
when there is.
Yet, it is a thing.
Supposedly common.
People use it to describe food, other human,
and so much more.
But how can a human be bliss?
How can the earth be in a state of bliss?
When there are so many problems to face:
Hunger, Homelessness, Abuse,
and so much more.
I don't understand

Boys will come and go
but friends are forever.
Thats why friends and forever both start with 'F'

So when given the chance,
make sure you don't lose the forever.

All good things must come to an end..
That being said,
family don't end in blood.

The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some cannot let it go.
In their heads it eats away

Until all their focus becomes
The person they used to be,
The mistakes they made in their life.
Oh, if only they could see

That you cannot change what happened,
No matter how hard you try,
No matter how much you think about it,
No matter how much you cry.

What happens in your lifetime
Happens for reasons unknown,
So you have to let the cards unfold
Let your story be shown.

Don't get wrapped up in the negative.
Be happy with what you have been given.
Live for today not tomorrow.
Get up, get out, and start living,

Because the past is the past for a reason.
It's been, and now it is gone,
So stop trying to think of ways to fix it.
It's done, it's unchangeable, move on.

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I am coming.
I am coming of a lot of things.
Of age,
of beauty.
I am comig
to a point where I don't need your love.
Where I can embrace my scars
and stretchmarks,
and love them.
Like you loved me,
way back when.

Birthdays are happy days,
untill they fall on the sad days.

Easter this year is my moms 35
Middle age,
grey hair,
wisdom beyond years.

easter this year is my nanas second.
57 years,
6 feet under,
Counting my tears.

I'm sorry i smother you
You're everything I need,
please don't leave me like everyone else.

I'm trying to find an answer.
an answer to the sufering,
but not just us...
to me as well...

Darling,
don't be scared.
It's all going to be ok.

I love you, wihtout a doubt.

Midnight thoughts are all I have when you are a milliong miles
away from me

You are amazing
and I'm sorry for pushing you away...

I miss you

Diamonds dont turn to dust
or fade away..

you say I am your diamiond,
yet I am fading.

I miss you.

You asked me the other day
if I loved you.
I didn't know, so I quietly told you so
I've been thinking,
whenever you're around, I can't think straight
I love being around you, I think of you 25/8
Is that what you call Love?
Because, if it is,
yes, I do love you.
I love you so much more than I thought I would at first.
I Love You more than I love most other people
But Is this love?

Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again

they say a dream
can have a meaning.
That recurring dreams
try to send you a message.
But what if the dream
happens to be nightmare?
What does that mean?

They always said,
"Drugs are bad, don't do drugs"
Then they said,
"Drugs **** people."

Yet, they failed to mention,
that love was a drug as well,
that love would eat you up slowly,
killing you, nevertheless,

Love was my drug,
I got addicted to your love,
You were my dealer,
and I was nothing but the addict

Embrace your flaws.
Whatever they may be.
The scars,
the marks,
the signs of all the pain.
The crooked smile,
The hair.
All of them,
because they are beautiful.
You are beautiful.