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A God bless you, to all my teachers.
I know it was hard,
But you definitely managed to reach her.

In  Gupton's Math,
You managed to make me laugh
When the rest of them wouldn't dare cross your path.

In  Lotvedt's Social Studies
It was hard staying awake
But I think I managed to make us buddies.

In Phibbs' Science
I learned a little about my body,
and you taught us a little self reliance.

In Vinger's Writing,
you had a great sense of humor
and managed to teach me the art of citing.

In McLeod's Reading,
The place I loved and learned the most
I learned to put my trust in the love of succeeding.
The saying goes a little like this,
Take everything with a grain of salt.
The meaning is hard to miss.
But what they don't know, is that it wasn't my fault.

To accept but maintain
A degree of skepticism about its truth.
The line is a long misunderstood train.
But when over-used, the meaning is moot.
So many scars.
They litter my arms like phosphorescent trash.
They are the evidence of my blades sorrow and my extreme lack of balance and grace.
But the white unmarred flesh around them, shine with a beautiful glow.
The blue pulsing veins that sliver and slice through my limb beat to the rhythm of my heart.
They remind me of the unimaginably gorgeous and amazing life I have been gifted with.
Then I focus back on the scars and realize that I have wasted so much of it.
No More.
My blade goes down the bag.
And my friends and family are now my artificial grace and poise.
This is all I need in my rehab.
It is all I can to to start picking up the memories of the Scar Tissue Trash.
He is smart
He knows how to articulate his thoughts
He knows who I am as a person
He knows Shakespeare
He quotes Shakespeare
He is someone I can share an awkward silence with comfortably
He is preferably Scottish
He is proud
He perseveres
He has principles
He is knowledgeable
He is open-minded
He is a risk-taker
He is optimistic
He is an inquirer
He is preferably a gemini, libra, aquarius or leo
He likes to read a lot
He is reflective
He is handsome (to my standards)
He has dark brown, wild, wavy hair
He has insightful eyes
He has dark brown eyes
He is insightful
He is caring
He is faithful
He sings
He dances
He plays almost every musical instrument under the sun
He is confident
He is self-assured
He is outspoken
He is bold
He is not afraid t0 show emotion
He wears his heart on his sleeve
He laughs everyday
He has a crooked, sweet smile
He has dreams
He has aspirations in life
He has goals
He has his life planned in a general outline
He is safe
He is prepared
He is spontaneous
He calls me beautiful instead of ****
He doesn't snore
He brings out my more intimate side
He is not my *****
He can play rough with me and not hurt me
He knows that I am not fragile
He knows that the only part of me that I cared if he broke it would be my heart
He is honest
He doesn't hide anything from me
He respects my privacy
He is not possessive, jealous, or overbearing
He lets my have my space when I need it
He respects me as a woman
He respects me as a lover
He respects me as a Human Being
He can clearly define love and what it means to him, and I agree
He doesn't base the strength of our relationship on ***
He does not push me into doing things I do not want to do
He has and recognizes that he has past lives
He is an old soul
He is one and at peace with his surroundings
He is spiritual
He is good
He is a healer
He believes in Magic
He believes in hope
He believes in justice
He stands his ground in a fight
He knows when to say NO
He comes with emotional baggage we can solve together
He depends on me as much as I depend on him
He can kick any ones *** in a fight
He is willing to admit his mistakes
He is not afraid to apologize to me for anything
He is willing to change for the better
We connect on a deep level
He has and recognizes that he has psychic powers
He is smart when under the influence
He uses his God-given brain
He uses common sense
He is perfect for me.
The moon is like a giant night light.
A phosphorescent, glowing medallion shining bright.
A silent, silver reminder of out fright.
A burning planetary accessory, eternally in the night.
I want to be remembered by a complete stranger, because I did something randomly and significantly that he or she witnessed or was a part of.

I want to be the person whose shoulder people know they can cry on.

I want to be somebody who made a difference in some other persons life.

I want to be the person who laughs everyday.

I want to be a blessing.

I want to be a leader.

I want to be remembered.

I want to be defined as a good, unusual, and unique person.

I want to be remembered for starting a movement that affects a lot of people in a positive way.

I want be recognized for my intelligence, among other things in relation to that.

I want to be the person that people come to for answers.

I want to be the person that someone can truly rely on.

I want to be 5'9".

I want to be irreplaceable.

There are many things that people 'want'. Money, jobs, a home, lovers, life, possessions, miracles. In this case I would say that only 50% at most would get what they wanted. But when you want something that requires a little thought or material effort on you're part...well that's when things that you want to happen start happening. Only you can change you. Only you can make a difference in that department. Respect it. It is one of the few things in life that you have absolute and awe inspiring power over.
When people look at me.
I realize they might scream.
People don’t like me.
Because I’m not like them.
Just because I’m different.
Just because I’m not a wannabe.
I’m just a gonnabe.
I have a future
And they don’t.
But why do they laugh at me so.
I know I'm not gorgeous.
Or popular or skinny either.
I don’t have those classic features.
Just don’t laugh at me.

— The End —