She has a smile that is so divine
But she doesn't know I want her hand in mine
We’ve only met once
But that was enough
To lit a spark deep down inside

When she calls i always pick up
We talk for an hour
And then she hangs up
But i don’t mind

She asked me out once
But i think she forgot
I guess the problem was
We didn’t set a date
But thats okay i can wait

I know a girl
Whose smile lights up the world
The sound of her laughter
That came right after
She twirled

Her curly hair
And big brown eyes
Could take my air away
I know she’ll be wise

For she has three sisters
Who are better than any misters
And although she might not know
That we’ve always watched her grow

she’ll always be our one and only vine
That will always shine

I hate going to sleep
Every time i close my eyes and drift away
I see the people who hurt me and were toxic
And what hurts the most is I miss them
I miss the random 3am face timeing
I miss the stoping each other from getting into fights
I miss stealing each others binders
But i'm not suppossed to miss them
I should hate them
but i don't

I knew a girl who told her woes to the moon
She always reached for the stars
Her curly brown hair perfectly framed her face
Her brown eyes gleamed as she stood at the window
And she grew she began to draw the moon
She stayed up to look at the stars
Until she meets a boy who changed her world
He made her feel special
Until he broke her heart
She cried until the moon came up
And she told him all of her woes
She never lost sight of the moon again
And every night she finds him

If I were to go missing or to die at any momment
my friends wouldn't miss me
I deleted messenger one day and none of my 9 friends tried to even contact me
they all had my number
6 months later one of my friends contacted me and apoligized because her phone had been broke and she just got it fixed
she told everyone assumed i was DEAD
Aperently for 6 MONTHS everyone decided i must have DIED
make sure you know who your friends are

I love the scent of lemon grass
It makes me think of home
It reminds me of walking around my hometown's
It makes me think of my niece Ivy
It make me think of baking brownies
It reminds me of my 9th birthday party when my papa squirrel threw me a surprise party

If your going to cry do a handstand
so your tears don't fall
look in the mirror and make a silly face
so that you laugh instead
Grab a peice of paper and write something good about you on it so next time you can read it