The challenges of writing
That are coming to mind
Scale across all subjects
I think that you will find

How to write in sentences
That make sense to me
That make sense to others
With grammar and structurally

I sometime worry about content
If I don’t know the topic well
Because the most important thing
Is not to fail

But then I struggle with time
The little that I know
I make myself so busy
Rushing to and fro

Then I get tired
I run out of steam
I feel like I'm trying
To row up stream

If you write a lot
I know you understand
Whether creative or academic
I'm here to lend a hand

A good method to follow
Is free writing from the mind
Give yourself a few minutes
And see what you find

Write down a few notes
In a method that works for you
You will then see what you know
Its really easy to do

Document your thoughts
That are relevant in their way
Each bit of information
Could be useful in future days

If a structure is what you need
And how you prefer to think
In academic writing remember
Point, evidence, explain and link

In both academic and creative
Being aware is key
Don’t repeat what you have written
Plan carefully

Repetition isn’t good
Unless you link it in
Although creativity allows some leeway
With poetry and creative writing

The best way of
Avoiding all this trouble
Is making sure you plan well
And check it double

The knife bites
at my skin
as I let the sharp edge
dig in

droplets of blood
fall to the ground
the impact causing
an echoing sound

I sigh as
I achieve my goal
now I am
in full control

I have the power
in this game
I can control
my own pain

the trickle becomes
a stream
but at this pain
I only beam

of course, I was
deluded all along
two wrongs always
make a wrong

I’ve never had
control of my pain
I can’t win
at this game

but I continue
even so
cause I have power
when the blood does flow

and as small as
that power may be
at least my pain
hasn’t got all of me

Nothing is right when I’m alone
Nothing is the same without a home
Nothing is safe when you’re not there
It’s important that you care
Nothing is right in life
I feel safer by your side
Everyone knows life isn’t fair
But it seems fairer when you are there

I get you
Don’t you see
Nothing is the same
when it’s just me
I get you
You get me
It’s like we
Were meant to be

I don’t know what you do
That stops me feeling blue
There is something about your smile
That makes everything seem worthwhile
And the wisdom in your eyes
That sees through my disguise
They show that you have suffered too
But everything is fine when I’m with you

I get you
Don’t you see
Nothing is the same
when it’s just me
I get you
You get me
It’s like we
Were meant to be

We both hold darkness deep inside
Our lives have been a rollercoaster ride
But when I hear your laugh
All the darkness splits in half
Light sparkles in your eyes
And all the pain dies
I let go of all the woe
And you allow me to glow

I get you
Don’t you see
Nothing is the same
when it’s just me
I get you
You get me
It’s like we
Were meant to be

If I believed in God
I would give him a graceful nod
Because he let us meet
And gave me days i wish to repeat
I wish I could spend all my time
Listening to your voices chime
Allowing you to rid my day
Of all the awful grey

I may be different
but I am me
and that's the way
it should be
and it should be
the same for you
there's nothing you
should be confined to.
Ignore those trying
to tear you down,
who turn your smiles
into frowns.
Do whatever makes
you feel happy
this is how
you remain free.

Labels lock people up
Chain them in cages
Expects people to act in a certain way
Put people on different pages

So, what if there were no boxes
To hold us all in place
And no one cared about
The colour of your face

What does it matter
If you are black, white or brown?
So, what if we are different,
And from a different town

Why should anything define
who we are meant to be
Why can’t we just be happy,
Non-judgemental and free

We are told never to judge
a book by its cover
So why do we need categories
Why do we need a colour?

everyone is themselves  
no one is the same
everyone is different
there is no need to name

we are all the same when we’re born
not programmed for a race
we are all the humans in the end
no matter the colour of our face

When did, everything turn grey?
When did the colours, all fade?
When did, the earth start to frown?
And why did the world degrade?

The petals would fall off of the flower
And bury themselves into the ground
Losing their glistening colour
As they no longer can be found.

Then people would come and trample
Crashing with their heavy feet
Hiding what’s left of the petals
to become almost obsolete

The colours are now lost
They’ve all been put down
Lying on the floor
A sort of mushy brown

This is what happens to people
Who are different and stand out
Other humans destroy them
And knock them all about

These humans think that they know best
that being different is wrong
But what they never know
Is that most just want to belong

I know this from experience
I wasn’t the perfect child
And so, I got beaten round about
Because I was too wild

I didn’t always listen and sit up
And share my opinions out loud
But there is one thing I always did
I made my mother proud

My father was much harder
And if I was wrong I got a slap
I would work my **** off
For that one rewarding clap

So, I wasn’t the intelligent girl he wanted
But I was all that I could be
Because all along, I just knew
That I wanted to be free


Free from all these stereotypes
And judging people looking down
So, what if I was a bit topsy-turvy
So, what if I was upside-down

I did all the important things
And set a lot of goals
That one day I will achieve
After I finished with my dolls

But I wanted to take my time
I wanted to do well
I wanted to do my best
No one had to yell

No one had to shout
Or put me down
No one had to tell me off
Or make me frown

Scowling would do nothing
Laughing didn’t help
Using me as a punching bag
Would only make me yelp

Like I said, I’m different
I’m nothing like the rest
You shouldn’t expect anything more
I am not your jest

Look at me for who I am
I am no mistake
Look at me and you can see
That I am wide awake

I am learning each and every day
Learning to be free
So, what if you don’t like who I am
Why should I not be me

Why should I follow patterns?
Why should I follow a crowd?
Why can’t I just be me
And be proud?

In truth, everyone’s different
In truth, no one is the same
If everybody was
It would just be lame


different things make people smile
different things make them sad
but this means we can help one another
shouldn’t we be glad

every bully is a fake
pretending that they’re the same
every bully is stupid
playing their little game

you know that girl you hurt
as a little jest
well she has real problems
wracking in her chest

you think it’s funny to scar others
to make them shiver in fear
but you don’t know what’s going on
what’s whispering in their ear

one day they could be amazing
they could save your life
but why would they want to save you
the one that dug in the knife

it may be just words you say
but words hurt to
you may laugh at this
and say it wasn’t true

think about how you talk to people
what if something is going on?
inside their mind
and they are barely being strong

you don’t know them
you don’t know their story
stop being mean to them
and leaving full of glory

instead, put yourself in their shoes
and read their face
be nice to each other
we are all part of the human race

we are all different
and we are all the same
we all walk the earth
and we all have a name
we are not part of some sick game.