Watch the leaves fall in the brisk autumn air.
As the smell of sweet chamomile tea flows past.
Notice the patterns in the grass as the wind swings over.
A windy path through a forest of songs.
I'll forever wonder how the leaves get their color.
A bunny stops in the middle of the path.
It looked me up and down.
A feeling of disregard came over me as it ran away.
Am I disturbing the forests peaceful day?
Feeling unwelcome I decided to leave.
What's that?
A voice from coming from the trees.
A language that can't be understood.
The tree screeched as I turned around.
I felt as if it was saying not to leave.
I had to go but I assured the tree.
One day I'll be back, in the form of a leaf.

Everyday I help her,
Help her mend her broken heart,
Someone else broke it,
And she wants him back,
And I try to help her,
But she never know the fact,
That while others were breaking her heart,
I was always ready to peice it,
But she always went behind him again,
She loves him,
And I love her,
She won't notice what she wanted,
Was right there,
And I am silent and helping her,
Get back with someone who hurt her.

"You're like the sunset" I said to her

"Why?" she answered.

I stared to the sunset while saying,

"Sunsets are beautiful. Everyone loves it even though they can only stare or look at it. But nobody owns them. Nobody can own them."

"Just like you" I said quietly as if she won't hear it.

Call me crazy
I refuse to talk in a room full of my peers,
Because I am afraid for
How those will react to the
“Shy” “Quiet” “Odd”
Girl to speak.

Call me crazy
I would rather be home writing
Enjoying a hot cup of hot cocoa rather than
Be out late at a party
With a random stranger
Who likes me for when I turn around

Call me crazy
I do not reach societies standards
For a barbie body,
Straight A’s,
Or owning the hottest pair of jeans on town.

Call me crazy
But I am not like the rest
And I refuse to become somebody
Who I do not want to be.