I remember social standings
stood standing on my own
My face all red and flustered
as I'd fidget with my phone.
And all it would have taken,
was a few kind simple words.
To break those chains of *******
to return me to the world.
Us humans we're a strange oul race
we all like to fit in,
and with our pack mentality
it's all about the win.
But what about those on the edge
the souls you choose to fail.
What is it, you think they feel
as you turn away.
See people carry things around
like weights around their neck
So please be understanding
and show them some respect.
Do onto them, all that you would
like done onto your own.
Meet them with a friendly smile,
or call them on the phone.
That call could make a difference
more than you'd ever know.
For its not really hard to care............
It helps us all to grow.
For its not really hard to love............
Its not that hard to show.

I remember when I was in the hospital and I didn't sleep for two days straight because I swore to god that if I did the demons would step out from under the bed and seep into my head.

I remember when it was three am, and I was shaken awake from the girl three doors down shrieking from the night terrors that her mother embedded into her skull with her fist and a belt when she was eight. But, they were then stored away until she was thirteen years old and a man swore that he'd beat her if she didn't cooperate. So, now they hide during the day, and creep back up when the sun falls.

I remember when I witnessed a boy unintentionally scratch at his skin until he bleed for an hour because the voices inside of his mind told him that if he didn't hurt anyone else, he would just have to hurt himself. and he swears he'd never hurt anyone besides himself.

I remember when I met a girl who had cuts up and down her arms and legs from when her mother told her she'd never survive the world because she isn't good enough. But, I swear to god that she was the strongest person I've ever met.

I remember when my roommate stayed up all night rocking with bloodshot eyes and deep purple circles underneath of them because she swore that if she slept the monsters inside of her head would crawl out and bleed into her soul.

I remember when the boy five doors down hit the wall so hard that it shook the entire unit because he hallucinated a man and a little girl trying to strangle him, and he swore he could feel the noose around his neck.  

even through all of this, for some odd reason teenagers think it's lovely to have deep scars and to hear voices telling them to **** themselves and everyone around them. I swear, nothing is lovely about demons eating at your brain and thoughts.

I remember when it was four am, and I was up weeping from the fact that people think my suffering is lovely.

I can swear to you, it's not.

This poem is for the one who made a difference
Who shaped our minds and become a truthful reference

When we look back through the eight months we passed together
Speedy running thoughts flashing with the great memories ever

Hesitation was living in our souls
Stress and worries divided us all

And then our glances caught a shining light
Enchantingly moved our souls and brought us light  

It was your lantern of HOPE ,
Came all along to remove all the mope

With your fascinating outstanding British
Revealed our passion for our dearest English

You gave us the strength to climb up that bright star
To show our hidden powers ,to sparkle so far

You inspired our souls ,
and opened the locked doors

Awakened our blinking ,
and kindled our bright thinking  

To love and  value our goal,
to work hard and answer the call  

And today we're standing here ,
feeling so confident  without a single fear

your students will always remember ,
your precious motivation
For they were our glittering lanterns
To get rid of all the hesitation

you had completely changed our mood
made it better ,shift it into gratitude ...

Thank you for all the deeds you shared ,
they were honest  hints showing how much you cared ...

My mother is...

A superhero with no powers,
A knight with no armor,
A queen with no kingdom,
A gift with no ribbons,
A star with no award.

My mother is...

A tiger with stripes,
A life giver,
A home,
A friend,
A hug,
A kiss,
A frown,
A smile.

My mother is...

Hope,
Love,
Compassion,
Trust,
Happiness,
Anger.

My mother is...

My reason for existence,
My inspiration,
My motivation,
& God's creation.

Happy Mothers Day!

Smile when sad,
Cry when mad,
Hit when happy,
Laugh at what we cant have,
Destroy our homes,
Rebuild our enemies,
Hurt our friends,
And **** ourselves,
What a strange world we live in,
Leave the ones we love,
Praise the ones we hate,
**** the innocent,
Hurt the savable,
Save the pain,
**** the joy,
Free the killers,
What a strange world we live in

Today is the yesterday that you'll regret throwing away tomorrow.