Autumn friends are wonderful, yet short. Full of beautiful colours like orange, red and brown. And it smells as sweet as cinnamon rolls with a nice, warm cappuccino. It's as exciting as the pile of leaves when you are a child. Yet that friendship leaves so soon. It's so beautiful, until it starts falling from the branches. It leads you into a cold, isolated winter. The winter does have it's advantages. The hot chocolate on a cold winter's night in front of a burning log fire and sweet pancakes. A warm blanket around you. The winter friend stays much longer and never fully leaves. Ofcoarse seasons do come and go, but it lets another season take it's place. Next time you feel like an autumn friend has left you, remember that the winter friend is on their way and here to stay.

The absence of time,
Absence of friends,
Absence of a will to live.
This is a plague that has struck our generation.
The absence of support,
The absence of perants.
This is what we have to live with each day.
Seeing no boundaries,
people tear away every piece of joy that was once present.
After all, no one cares.
We have to "know our place," but when anything happens, it's our problem, our fault.
The absence of a role model.
Because life is now even more absent
And death has shown it's presence

Friendship is there during the darkest times
It's there in the lightest
It's there when no one cares,
Or believes you.
It is there when you like it,
Or not
I love all my friends
They are allways there
Even if they annoy me

Bullying is serious
It causes sadness
It causes suicide
It causes a ruined life
It causes pain
It causes self hate
It causes broken trust
It causes depression
Bullying is not tolerated
Bullying is wrong
Bullying makes you unpopular
Bullying makes you a murderer

I'm lost in a sea of emotions,
Lost in life itself.
I've lost my way in the woods,
With twists and turns in the path.
I don't know where I should turn,
Or if I even should.
If I should lie about things I did,
Or come clean.
I'm lost in my thoughts
And my imagination
I'm lost in the hatred and anger of the world,
Lost in tears of life
And sorrows of death.
I'm lost in my own head.