What fascinates me about stars,
is that they are born from explosions
and built from collapsed particles.
I like to think that people are like that as well.
So whenever you feel like everything
is getting a little too much
and you are about to give up and explode,
don't be afraid to collapse.
Let yourself crumble.
This is not your destruction,
it is your birth
it is your time to shine.

I wonder if
boys ever realize
how disrespectful
it is
to whistle after
and make kissing noises
at every girl that walks by
as if we're some kind of animal.

I guess in time
I've grown used to
being disrespected
by others
I've started to see it
as something normal.
Nowadays
I'm not only disrespected
by others
but mostly by myself.

When I was little
I could never decide
what I wanted as a topping
for my pancakes.
Now I have to decide
where I want my life to go,
what college I want to go to,
what I want to save up for,
what I want want to be.
I don't want to have
to make all those decisions,
I just want sugar.

I felt the leaves
on my tree
grow stronger
in your light
you should've warned me
that I shouldn't become
dependent of you
you should've warned me
that lights go out.

I was
so happy
I felt
brighter
than the sun
but you
couldn't bare
so you put
sunglasses on

The sun kissed my skin
and I felt as if I was going to burst open
and grow flowers from my insides.

In class
I nervously pinch my arm
trying to keep my focus.
At home
I try to act like I don't care
trying to keep my happy face on.
When I'm with friends
I try to take in
the vitamins
of their laughter
trying to laugh along.
When I'm alone
I blast my music
and read books
and write poems
trying not to cry.

I can't start crying,
I know I'll never stop.