This dear eraser
Hides all my mistakes
It also reshapes them
And gives them new life

I can't really tell you
How many times I've failed
But my eraser can
And it would tell many stories
That I've erased over the years

comes in many shapes and forms
shows the truth no matter what
gives hope to those who have it
lives inside every being
is a dream in reality
always stays there
let people believe in you
never gives up
greatness is YOU

Don't love
It's a lie
The world uses it to trap you
And give you a false hope
Don't let it take you over

I once held on so tight
Not realizing its gone
Hoping to get one more turn
To just fix it all

But I couldn't
And though it took me forever
I finally saw
How stupid I was
To care

my bundle of fuzz
a crazy little buzz

how cute a creature
your curiosity is your lure

oh pretty kitty
you're so itty bitty

I didn't see this at first
But when I was told it
I finally got the idea
Of my other family
They don't live with me
Or share my blood
But they do share my heart
And they all love me
For who I am
And not what other peopleme see as

And I see them
As my class family
Because they are in my class
This class is the best
It gives me happiness
That I haven't seen for years
So to my family of classmates
And ms. Sullivan
I want to say that I
Dylan
Love all of you

these are great
i found not one mistake
to be able to write is a gift
being a writer is like being an artist
it is not about how good it is
what matters is the meaning, and this
the emotions are powerful
sometimes you feel pitiful
but other times you are in awe
and you make not a single flaw
please continue to write
so i can read your poems in delight
thanks for being my friend
i never want this to end

are my ambitions
is my heart
could be a thought
given to me by books
fairy tales giving me dreams
false dreams of me
being the knight
and her the princess

limbs grow wildly
spreading formlessly
with slow motion
it molds older

time gives it growth
and nurtures it
but when its angry with the tree
time punishes it

this formless creature
is a thing of beauty
which stands tall
holding all the weight of the world
on its bindless shoulders

Protect her
With all my heart
Save her from pain
Keep her heart happy
Fill her soul with love
Be her knight in shining armor
Don't give up on her
No matter how bad it gets
Love her every second

She's mine to keep
To hold in my arms
And love forever

She's a piece of art
Waiting to be noticed
By every soulful being

She's a short sentence
Really sweet
And sharp to the point

She's a hopeful girl
Who dreams of life
Being lived the way she wants it

She's a beautiful thought
Stuck in your head
Like a catchy tune

She's the top prize
That you win at the fair
And keep close for a life time

She's my girl

it  stalks me
folding the darkness around me
but never hiding

i believe it wants to show itself
so it may strike fear into my soul
but it cant do so to me

this is only because i am aware of it
and what it want from me
i cant fear what it is

soon this beast will fall
it will fall into a hell meant only for it
so why should i be scared of this beast

there's no reason to cry
when it only exists
in my imagination

Is loneliness
A short works
The darkness in my heart
Cruel people
Life
Simplicity
Love
Spiders

I'm driven
Driven by hope
Led by dreams
Told by thoughts
Nudged by tranquility
Pulled by love
Poured by peace
Controlled by nothing
I'm driven

Every Christmas
My family gets a new tree
It always sits up proud
And tall to the ceiling

We admire it
We enjoy its scent
We decorate it with detail
Nothing stumps its beauty

What a gorgous tree
It never stops shining
On or off
It gleems brightly

What is a symbol
It's a dream of a wonderer
It's the hopes of many
It's my thought put on paper
Or typed in a computer
A symbol is a life
Created by us
The believers of something

Words
They are just thoughts
Blurted out without care
Not carefully sorted

I only rush them into the air
To say something
To be a part of something
And have my moment

But it's short lived
As I am judged for those words
That confine metro an ignorant life
Which will never improve

I've been given a dull mind
Restricted by lack of knowledge
Being stripped of oxygen
Having no way to truly express myself

What a shame

Whisper
Don't let them hear you
The beasts of politics
They will do what they can
To shut you up
Keep quiet and run from them
In fear of being caught
Don't speak your mind
Or they will ***** you out
As you rest an sleep
Please don't stand up for yourself

I remember
when i was young
and life was just a dream

i loved the simple things it had
like the vivid outlook on life itself
which wasn't all that bad

Hurts alone
Sitting quietly
Wondering of what went wrong
Trying to find the answer
Looking for a sign of hope
When will it come
Please let it come
I beg you

Is it wrong to love her
The way that I wish
In any form I wish
Why must I conform to society's rules of love
When they are wrong
And they accuse me of sin

is something that cant be given
its a feeling to be earned
a passion to be held tightly
without hesitation
or remorse of earning it once before
if you have this love
keep it close
because some day
you'll need it

my written letter
sign, sealed, and folded neatly
and given to you

Is my love for you
An old dream
A weird thought
A drowned memory
Cold realism

I just want to know
who built the first man of snow
the wind tickles me from my nose
to my toes

and if you are feeling low
with no place where you can go
just look at me and you'll know
you're not alone

I see them everywhere
Spinning without stop
Dizzying me
It's a sick feeling
I can't stand up
Afraid I will fall
So I sit on the floor
To keep myself still

She doesn't know it
But I love her
My little rosé bud
She's too beautiful

Especially for me
I want to be hers
But she would rather be
With a *****
Who only wants her body
Not her her soul
Or her eyes
Or her smile
It's not fair

What is this I hear
A sweet melody
Chirping to my ear
It feels so easy
I can't move
It's beauty paralyzed me
Now I must listen
Forever

I don't know what to do
Should I look for your heart
Or leave it to your torturer
But I know that if I do
It will only hurt me too
So what do I do to protect you
How can I do it
When you don't tell me what you want
Show me the things you need
I swear I'll do everything
To make it better for you

If you're sad and alone
Close your eyes
Lay back
And dream
Dream of a different life
One that only you want
With everything you want
And nothing you don't want
And look at it with your heart
Not your mind
See it as your little ***** wonks factory
Then think of good thought

what am i
am i a person
hoping for a meal the next day
screaming for help
but none will come to my rescue
because I'm worthless to them

am i a politician
who only cares for his own wealth
and doesn't see his greed will only make him regret life
possibly putting a gun to my head
as i lose my money
while i pulling the trigger

or am i a mindless citizen
of a clueless country
owned by monsters
and ran by their pick of the litter
seeing only what they van buy
with pieces of paper that are valueless

no
i am something greater
i am the one who will change it all
i will change the people
change the world
and all the for fathers created

Love is a one time chance
So don't waste it on lust

For some reason
I've noticed something
Something about a word
This word come up in my poems
It comes up a lot
Like it has to be in every one
It makes me wonder
If I could even write one poem
Without that word
Even in this one
I still write it
What a funny thing to think about

This game
It pulls me in
Makes me play over and over
Every time I lose
As if I will never beat it
But I know I can
With all my might I know

Of my sanity
Which was little in the first place
It never really had strength
Although I didn't care
That I had lost it
I still felt empty
As though I lost my soul

You fall down the hallway
Tripping over yourself
Not looking at where you're going

You are a cluts
A clumsy person
With no balance

Why do you try
When you know it won't work
Just give up and sit for a while

You are too dangerous
For your own good
So learn how to walk

The grip of my mindless love
Drains my heart of peace
Of restless care
And it hurts
Because I do love you

But I guess you don't care
Or are you too blind to see
That I only want you
For you

What do I live for?
I live for love.
I live for tranquility
I live for things that come easily
I live for imperfection
I live for living
I live for nothing more than that
So why do people still try to change me

My mind is mixed
Like my soul
It turns with every moment
Hiding me in it
Devouring the life I have left
It ***** it from me like a leach

There is a way
A way to fix everything
It's not just one persone though
It's a bunch of people
With an abundance of heart

Only we can provide hope
For others to have

This mind of mine
Set low goals
And only sees simplicity
Limited by this ignorance

Whether I cry or not is optional
Either I see or close my eyes is optional
How I choose my own path is optional
But when it comes to love
I can't choose who that is
No matter how much I try

i wonder
if even devils feel pain
or gods for that matter

and if they truly feel
like humans do
maybe they dont

but we will never know
unless we become ones
like those in the stories

which are written
by humans themselves
and remade by other humans