Some people say I'm a "genius",
Some say I'm a "natural born writer",
Some say I'm "Crazy" or "Insane" Some even go so far as to say I'm a Poet...
But see, that is not how I see it,
The way I see it Is not that of jus writing or poetry,
But rather a expression of emotion, no matter where I am.. I stand at work in my mind, I begin to assemble phrases, words, and lines, and feelings..
Because to truly write you must feel!
You must freely write your emotion!
To write the truest thing you must learn to let go off your deepest darkest secrets...
You cannot let someones opinion of your poetry change you! I never did..
Because your poetry is your emotion made flesh..
Allow the words to flow from ya mind to your pen to paper, from the hands to the Keys...
Allow an internal combustion of words! So again I ask,
Am I really a Poet??
Because while Poets create Passion filled masterpieces,
Me?
I create Emotion....

Always living in fear
Afraid that failure is always near
This has left my spirit broken
These are things I've left unspoken.
   I'm feeling all alone
The feeling is worst than what is shown
The fear is really growing
And now the fear is really showing.
   I'm really feeling down
Even if you don't see my frown
Inside I am shaking
Inside I am not faking.
    On the inside I am crying
On the inside there is no lying
I'm afraid of what's to come
I'm afraid because it seems it has already begun.
     Always living in fear
Afraid that failure is always near
This has left my spirit broken
These are things I've left unspoken...

(it's not wrong to be blue, however, it won't help you much for long)
Think positive.
Give an animal some love.
Believe in your dreams. Look forward to them.
Swim.
Sing. Loud!
Hug.
Know that you're beautiful, loved, and important.
Eat something delicious!
Don't get hung up on being perfect (or having something be perfect)!
Watch a movie you haven't seen in years.
Learn a new skill.
Draw something silly!
Exercise - 100 sit ups. Now! Well, maybe not that many...
Go for a bike ride.
Spend time on yourself.
Say thank you to someone for something you may have taken for granted.
Make something for someone else.
Watch the clouds go by. Try to pick out shapes and animals!
Clean your room up a bit. Or more than a bit, because it probably needs it.
SNAP OUT OF IT, DOOD!
Drink some chamomile tea with honey and milk.
Listen to some smooth jazz or something!
Call a friend :-)

After I asked her

I could have been anyone
And I could have been myself.

So I became anyone
And called it myself.


F.Z.N

Maybe, for once, I want someone to tell me that they wont leave me alone.
Maybe, for once, I want a truthful response to my worries instead of a lie or silence.
Maybe, for once, I would like a bit of sense in a confusing circumstance.
Maybe, for once, I don't want to be treating like the helpless weakling that people believe me to be because suicide is on my mind at all times. I may be miserable, but I am not giving up, no matter what ******* people throw at me.
Maybe, for once, I want to be a ******* human being, not a glass figurine with diamond tears.