It is so different for everyone...

Some wake up to breakfast in bed and others make breakfast for all.

Some get expensive gifts from their husbands and some open $5 presents that were lovingly chosen from a school Mothers Day stall.

Some mourn for a Mum who is no longer here
but honor her anyway with a thought and a tear.

Others wonder where their mothers are,
do they care about their children or
did she wake this morning knowing they are not far...
just so far away...

All that woke today
know they had a Mother
in some way
It's nice to know,
somewhere* in the world
someone whispered

*Happy Mothers Day

I wish I might,
I wish I could,
I wish I knew how you do feel.

Sometimes I just don't understand,
I'm searching for answers like they're in the sand.
Why do you push yourself so hard,
When deep down in there,
You're just feeling blue?

Behind that beautiful smile of yours,
I see a broken heart.
A sad, solemn thought,
That you have somehow changed.

It's never your fault,
It's never your choice.
I don't know,
I really don't,
Know what you think anymore.

I'm sorry I burdened you,
I'm sorry I didn't know.
I threw you all my problems,
When you alone were down.

But still you came,
And still you forced that little smile of yours.
You told me to be joyful,
That I must be grateful,
For the things that come in life.

So same goes to you,
My dearest friend.
Be glad yourself for your own life.

This present from heaven
Comes and holds
So many wonderful things
And wacky ideas
That surprise you when you least expect.

I know that you can never be
The friend that I once knew.
I know that nothing stays
But change
And change just never stops.

Now I hope
That you can cope
And here I am for you.
I'll tide with you in the choppy seas,
We'll chase the storms away.

I know that you can never be
The friend that I once knew.
But now I'm learning to accept,
The friend I wish would come back again.

Its pathetic how you flaunt yourself like you've got something to say
Yet when people ask no words come out
Its sad how you act as if the world is yours
Yet when its given to you you dont know what to do
Its foolish how you think you know
Yet you don't
You can turn the brightest dreams into the darkest nightmares
You don't know how pathetic you really are  
But soon you will
They will realize your weakness
They will take and push right back into you stabbing your very life
Be prepared you pathetic human being
Be prepared for what is to come
You consequences will come harder than you may think  
Love while you can
If you can
Take what you want
While its within your grasp
Because it will be soon ripped from you
Get ready
Your ending is coming
Faster than you think
Your crown will be bent and broken
Robe will be burnt to ashes
Your throne will rot
Its
Pathetic how you are you
Without even knowing it

The smoke from your lips rises as if it wants to reach the stars
But is abruptly denied by the roof of the porch.
The pattern of raindrops
Is playing a song that only your ears recognize.
You stare into the kitchen but no longer see it as it is
But instead as what it once was.
Nothing seems as good as how it used to be.
It's raining harder now and you just want to lay on the grass
Hoping that one day you will bloom as beautifully as the lilacs you are under.
You close your eyes and suddenly she appears
The beautiful bohemian in the long, flowing skirt
With hair that the sun has kissed so lovingly.
She smiles and suddenly you are running through daisies
Laughing and living without a care.
Everything is wonderful.
Your endorphins start to kick in as you're chased amongst the flowers
You think to yourself, you could do this forever
But would you really want to?
It fades to black and despite all your pleas
The woman, she doesn't return
Rather you are left with raindrops dancing on your eyelids
And an ever-so-faint whisper in your ear
That you are never alone.

there once was a young girl with green eyes
who wore her soft blond hair
in braided pigtails

at the age of seven,
she watched her older sister
stand in front of the mirror before school
and pinch her stomach with a disgusted face
          neither of them ate breakfast that morning

at the age of nine,
she watched her older brother
make fun of a girl with glasses
for reading on the bus
          she went home and hid all her books in the attic

at the age of twelve,
she watched the older girls at school
with straight hair and short skirts
put makeup on in the bathroom
and discuss how boys would only like you
if you looked perfect, like them
          the next day she arrived with red lips, short shorts, and no braided pigtails

at the age of fourteen,
she watched her father hit her mother for the first time
her mother cried when she saw her standing in the doorway
and told her daddy didn't mean it
          the next year, she told herself that her boyfriend didn't mean it, either

at the age of sixteen,
she was paper thin and empty
with straight blond hair, red lips,
purple flesh, and lifeless green eyes
          while staring at her reflection in the bathroom mirror,
          she thought to herself "at least i'm normal."

sat in a dark room today

just me and the light from my laptop

and i felt calm

for the first time in a long time,

i wasn’t worried

and i didn’t think once about the things that worried me

and i realized something

just because you don’t believe my anxiety is there

doesn’t mean it isn’t

i live with it everyday

my fear of people

my fear of failure

my fear of saying the wrong thing

or doing the wrong thing

my fear of everything

my fear of losing the relationships i worked so hard to build

my fears aren't yours

yours aren’t mine

and that’s **okay

I sit here,
still,
waiting for a wind.
A breeze, a gust,
anything.

I see my friends,
worn out,
war torn.
But I, I sit here,
still, bored.

I sway,
sometimes,
when students pass.
But the breeze soon fades,
it never lasts.

But of everything,
what keeps me going,
is when they pledge their allegiance to me.
It makes me proud to wear these colors,
and represent my great country.

I may be sad,
to be a flag,
that sits inside all day.
But I will always be proud,
to represent the U.S.A.