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Let's forget this whole meltdown and start over
Reincarnation in the flames
Starting the whole show to Set 1
I plan on changing this course
So my voice doesn't grow terribly hoarse
And i don't become delusional with constant remorse
It's okay to feel bad about the past
But i'm not holding onto it anymore
Let's reenact the day we met
And start this rusted and abandoned marry-go-round once again
I am different in many ways
I don't expect you to understand
I'm sad when I'm happy
I'm happy when I'm mad
I have days where I can be myself
and days when I can't
There are days when I get so upset
that I become a person even I don't understand
I get so emotional
that I could drown in my tears
I can't seem to let go of the baggage that I have been carrying around for years
I get so frustrated because good times never last
I wish the world would just freeze
because it's moving way too fast...
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: April. 11, 2011 Monday 7:36 P.M.
Right now I am really angry
everything is bugging me
Every voice I hear is like nails on a chalkboard
and it's aggravating to me
Why can't anyone shut the hell up?
It's really ******* me off
Everyone is fighting over stupid drama
when will they have enough?
I want to go home at this very moment
I want to burst into tears
I feel alone in this very space
I'm being suffocated by my fears
I need to leave because I'm heated up
I am going to lose my mind
Why does everyday have to **** up?
Why can't I just be happy here for once?

I had a lot of anger issues as a teen but my anger was only worse when I was at school. I couldn't stand my peers. Their immaturity made me want to scratch out my eyes. The teachers always complained because I always wanted to do things on my own instead of participate with the class. I hated to participate because I am a fast learner and I just hated sitting an hour being taught something that I could teach myself. I didn't like being bothered by people. I was the girl who liked to sit in the corner and read a book by myself. I had a lot of days where I just walked off of campus because I seriously thought I would hurt someone if I stayed. Eventually I dropped out and some people may think that was a dumb choice but for me it was the best choice and I don't regret it.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: March. 29, 2011 Tuesday 10:20 A.M.
My baby brother Thomas turns thirteen today
it makes me feel so old
I can't believe he's a teenager
he's so young yet so bold
It seems like just yesterday he was born
he was small and chunky too
I swear last week he was learning to walk
while chewing on his Winnie The Pooh
Everyday I see him growing
it sometimes makes me cry
It's cool to see him grow his wings
so he can eventually fly
He runs and he laughs so fearlessly
he scares me sometimes
but when he comes home with a smile on his face
that's how I know he's alright
I learn a lot from my baby brother
I don't think he knows that
I know one thing if I'm in any trouble
my baby brother always has my back
He teaches me to be carefree
to not let others define who I am
he's one of the reasons why I'm still here
and when it comes to drama he does not give a ****
I'm happy Thomas is my brother
he is definitely my baby boy
Even when he annoys me to death
he is still my pride and joy
I am glad I've had him for thirteen years
it's been a fun journey so far
I can't wait for what's coming in the next thirteen years
maybe he will be the world's next superstar
All in all I love him so much
and there is only one thing I can say
that is you are really special Thomas
I love you baby brother
Happy Birthday
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: March. 29, 2011 Tuesday 10:50 A.M.
Be honest even if the truth hurts.
Love even though it hurts like hell.
Be supportive even if you don't like the situation.
Do what's right even though you might get laughed at.
Smile as if nothing is wrong.
Be you because that's the best person you can be.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: March. 29, 2011 Tuesday
Sometimes tears say all there is to say. Sometimes your first scars won't ever fade away.
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