I stay quiet,
For a reason.
And that reason is,
Because I'm just afraid,
Of what people will think,
Of me...

I'm sitting here,
Waiting,
To be happy again...

You were once something believable,
Who had empathy towards many,
Who could sympathize with the less fortunate,
One who taught legendary morals in life.

You were once brilliant,
Who always helped and never hindered,
You were once blessed by sacred God to become desirable,
Until you had excessive desires for illusions.

You were once goal oriented,
Until you become a monster for all the wrong reasons,
You were incapable  of handling peer pressure of tons in need,
And became Psychotic over your own thoughts.

You were once baffled by your own thoughts,
Yet now there is no path to take home,
You’ve entered penalty and death,
There’s not a word to help.

You were once a leader,
Fearless and brave,
Who took a turn in following the path of your gut,
Saying you couldn’t help thee anymore.

You were once a legend of excitement,
Who later should’ve followed your heart,
For you knew all along what was right,
But fooled by mental agony and torture.

A broken heart cannot be fixed,
Sitting on the edge of despair,
Crying out for love and warmth,
Every would implanted, every tear.
Every day it hurts deep inside,
Knowing you're gone tears aggressively at my will,
A major piece of me has magically vanished,
As I gradually become ill.
A broken heart has endless questions,
Bland serentiy embodies me,
I make an effort to form a deformed smile,
I'm permanently heartbroken, you see.

My family depicts a broken heart,
But it is my heart that has shattered,
My heart that fought to become happy,
My heart that truly mattered.
A broken heart can never be fixed; only strengthened,
And I wonder why I have a difficult life,
How I'm always forcing happiness into my heart,
Actual feelings of hard work, pain, and strife.
I make myself cry,
A broken heart not healed,
I ponder my former thoughts,
That have tightly shut and sealed.
But if I died a smart girl,
Causing her own pain every day,
I would have some form of life,
Where I would surely be okay.
I can't control others; only myself,
And I made many mistakes I will forever regret,
But a broken heart remains sealed,
And to never forget.

Someone once told me I was gifted,
That I had a kind heart,
But I started recieving bad luck,
I felt unhappy from the start.

I can’t quite comprehend your role,
The pros and cons vary,
I am quite baffled,
For should I be weary?

The friendly looks you present to me,
Transition to a ridiculous, yet peculiar look,
I’m not yet satisfied with being in your presence,
I’m a bit worried,
For your foe’s life you took.

I don’t know yet,
If I’m your worst foe,
Or your closest female friend,
Oh, please let me know.

It’s absurd how smart you are,
But the bafflement I experience,
I’m turning to dust,
I’d rather die without absurdity haunting me.

I can’t quite comprehend your role,
The pros and cons vary,
I am quite baffled,
For should I be weary?

The friendly looks you present to me,
Transition to a ridiculous, yet peculiar look,
I’m not yet satisfied with being in your presence,
I’m a bit worried,
For your foe’s life you took.

I don’t know yet,
If I’m your worst foe,
Or your closest female friend,
Oh, please let me know.

It’s absurd how smart you are,
But the bafflement I experience,
I’m turning to dust,
I’d rather die without absurdity haunting me.

The endless days that hurt deep inside,
Are the best days yet to come.

A curse of a bad deed,
Stabbing constantly at my soul,
Running until it's out of breath,
It's acid reflux, in control.

Alone at last,
Where I peacefully lay on my brown leather couch,
And contemplate about my past.

I heard a cry from deep inside,
That told me I had regret,
For a woman so uplifting,
And the most considerate yet.
I assumed you were relentless,
Endless phone calls after ten,
But I was irrational and overly critical,
Ranting and raving in my den.
I didn't fully understand,
That one stroke could change a life forever,
Living life to its fullest extent,
Carries the greatest treasures.
Living and learning every day,
How much she really meant to me,
Realizing how short of a life she had,
Helping her with old and new remedies.
Now that she is able to let go of me,
I feel heartless and alone,
I will forever see a considerate woman,
That she has so beautifully shown.

On a summer morning,
Monkey had awoken early,
His eyes all sleepy,
And his hair wildly curly.
Swoosh,
He opened the door,
He had to use his mouth,
Because his tail was way too sore.
  Slam,
Monkey shut the door behind him,
His friend Panda,
Was called hungry, hungry Jim.
Monkey was off to work,
His tail dragging on the floor,
He was sure to be back in time,
To feed his family of four.
Although monkey was guilty,
He missed work twice,
Monkey was confidently sure,
His boss would be all nice.
Monkey had walked to the glass,
It said no dogs allowed,
For sure he was a monkey,
He walked in and proudly bowed.
His boss said he had to leave,
For he was not a monkey,
But monkey had explained,
He was very chunky.
The boss escorted his out,
Angry as could be,
For sure he was a monkey,
Can’t his work boss see?
He decided to go food shopping,
At the nearest grocery store,
He wanted to get home quickly,
So his family wouldn’t be that poor.
Monkey walked to the grocery store,
His feet were aching,
It was 10 miles away,
This was a big risk that he was taking.
Monkey got there very fast,
Quick as in running,
It said only monkeys allowed,
Wow that sign was stunning!
Monkey had barged in,
All the monkeys were looking at him,
He was told to get out,
So then he visited his old friend,
Hungry, hungry Jim.
When monkey had arrived,
Jim had told him he was a dog,
So Monkey left ashamed,
In the new deep fog.
Monkey had decided to go home,
And Comfort his 3 young ones,
He’d see his wife,
Oh, he loved them all a ton.
Hungry, Hungry Jim smiled,
As if he was really, really bad,
He decided not to eat him today,
He saw him so sad.
Monkey’s house
Was just around the corner,
It was a pretty color white,
But most of the time,
There was not much light.
He had opened his house door,
So lonely and ashamed,
He was a monkey,
He had claimed.
Monkey flickered on the light,
Nobody was there,
His wife and kids left him a note,
“You are a dog, we could not bear”.
Monkey was so depressed now,
He walked to hungry, hungry Jim’s house
He had tiptoed in,
And was as quiet as a mouse.
Jim had caught him,
And asked why he was not home,
Monkey had explained,
His house is just a comb.
Monkey said his family had left him,
Because he was a dog,
They think I don’t belong,
And am just a plain old hog.
All of a sudden,
The panda ate him whole,
And the only thing that was left,
Was his sad little soul.

On a summer morning,
Monkey had awoken early,
His eyes all sleepy,
And his hair wildly curly.
Swoosh,
He opened the door,
He had to use his mouth,
Because his tail was way too sore.
  Slam,
Monkey shut the door behind him,
His friend Panda,
Was called hungry, hungry Jim.
Monkey was off to work,
His tail dragging on the floor,
He was sure to be back in time,
To feed his family of four.
Although monkey was guilty,
He missed work twice,
Monkey was confidently sure,
His boss would be all nice.
Monkey had walked to the glass,
It said no dogs allowed,
For sure he was a monkey,
He walked in and proudly bowed.
His boss said he had to leave,
For he was not a monkey,
But monkey had explained,
He was very chunky.
The boss escorted his out,
Angry as could be,
For sure he was a monkey,
Can’t his work boss see?
He decided to go food shopping,
At the nearest grocery store,
He wanted to get home quickly,
So his family wouldn’t be that poor.
Monkey walked to the grocery store,
His feet were aching,
It was 10 miles away,
This was a big risk that he was taking.
Monkey got there very fast,
Quick as in running,
It said only monkeys allowed,
Wow that sign was stunning!
Monkey had barged in,
All the monkeys were looking at him,
He was told to get out,
So then he visited his old friend,
Hungry, hungry Jim.
When monkey had arrived,
Jim had told him he was a dog,
So Monkey left ashamed,
In the new deep fog.
Monkey had decided to go home,
And Comfort his 3 young ones,
He’d see his wife,
Oh, he loved them all a ton.
Hungry, Hungry Jim smiled,
As if he was really, really bad,
He decided not to eat him today,
He saw him so sad.
Monkey’s house
Was just around the corner,
It was a pretty color white,
But most of the time,
There was not much light.
He had opened his house door,
So lonely and ashamed,
He was a monkey,
He had claimed.
Monkey flickered on the light,
Nobody was there,
His wife and kids left him a note,
“You are a dog, we could not bear”.
Monkey was so depressed now,
He walked to hungry, hungry Jim’s house
He had tiptoed in,
And was as quiet as a mouse.
Jim had caught him,
And asked why he was not home,
Monkey had explained,
His house is just a comb.
Monkey said his family had left him,
Because he was a dog,
They think I don’t belong,
And am just a plain old hog.
All of a sudden,
The panda ate him whole,
And the only thing that was left,
Was his sad little soul.

It's been one heck of a bumpy road,
To get to where I am now...

n

When I first look in your eyes,
My heart beats unbelievably fast,
The rush of excitement I feel,
Like every moment was our last.
It hurts to not always have you with me,
For you give me complete strength and love,
I feel extremely comfortable with you,
And not just referring to “above.”
I love you for who you are,
For you just being yourself around me,
I have a lot of appreciation towards you,
I’m thankful, you see.
You are constantly on my mind,
I feel really special and content with you,
You put the biggest smile on my face,
I proudly commend you for all you do.
I feel like a different person around you,
You truly mean more than anything to me,
I love every funny to romantic aspect about you,
I love you, you see.
You bring me suspense,
And you have my heart,
I’m grateful to share my love with you,
And never to part.

What is omnipotent,
Carries the greatest works of art,
Pertaining to the beauty of success,
Set in one’s heart.
The ability to portray emotions,
Adjacent to pure love and glory,
Lies deeper than any work of art,
As it arises with a story.
Aesthetic represents life and visions,
Such a powerful piece of art,
Should be cherished always,
And never to part.

A heart that is pure,
Will be forever more.
A symbol of cleanliness and love,
Lies the color white, from above.
Friendship and trust,
With never a fuss.
Glory and unity,
For numerous opportunities.
Happiness excells,
With riviting stories to tell.
A heart so bright,
Deeply reflects the color white.

He made me smile,
He made me fall in love with him,
He made me laugh,
He made me want him more,
He supported me,
He cracked endless jokes,
He had me right in the thick of love.

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Never give up,
What you have already started,
Because you never know when,
A new beginning will come.

I have the poor girl clothes,
As she smiled gratefully, fromhead to toe.
She warmly embraced me with loving arms,
A swwet girl with many charms.
Nomatter who laughed at her,
Her grateful heart soley, I preferred.

I drank a bottle of anxiety this morning,
And yet, I feel as good as new...

Too much,
For a wasted,
Useless monster,
Called,
Anxiety

When I leave this town of sticks and stones,
And make way through the thick, dense fog,
I will no longer feel anxiety pouring over me,
Will no longer be, a bump on a log.
When I rome free through the wild outdoors,
I will no longr contemplate my past,
The moment I achieve pure happiness,
Wanting the moment to forever last.
When I long to see my boyfriend,
I won't lie there foolishly and cry,
Because life is about diversity,
To progressively advance and try.
When I learn the true meaning of, "I love you,"
I will feel omniscient and strong,
Despite my hardships,
Whether right, or whether wrong.
When Im off to college,
New doors will open up for me,
Such extraodinary opportunities out there,
For such a dedicated, yet small me.
When I'm married to the man I love,
My wasted thoughts will leave my head,
I'll only worry about the choices I made,
The actions I took, and the things I said.
When I achieve my dreams,
Self-actualized, I'll surely be,
Hoping to some day become a legend,
With endless things to see.
When I'm eventually deceased and gone from this world,
I will have looked back and said I tried,
Tried to make use of the life God left me with,
Along such a beautiful, bumpy ride.

I sat at home contemplating my love for you,
When it suddenly hit me,
Our love is too precious to be wasted.

Why does it feel so good,
But hurt so bad?

Her name is Ava,
An autistic girl who just needs love,
A beautiful angel sent to us,
From almighty God, up above.
She's in her own little world,
That is far from here,
What she doesn't know is that she's loved,
An innocent girl who lives in fear.
She may be aggressive at times,
Disobey the rules and cry,
But she can't help her actions,
We can only hope and try.
I can empathize with her,
I can cry like her as well,
But I will never see the world through Ava's eyes,
A girl with much to tell. :)

The time spent thinking of you,
Is endless every day,
You stole my heart rapidly,
I feel grateful to this day.
Occupying myself works best,
When I’m struggling alone,
You are my whole life now,
You have gracefully shown.
My love for you is as high as the sun,
As clear as the sea,
As visible as light,
As close as we can be.
You help me to see,
That we are a whole,
That I’m not broken,
That we’re in control.
I keep feeling love for you,
Where our fate lies ahead,
I’m bound to fall hard for you,
I might tell it to you instead.
Our love exceeds a thousand miles,
Romantic as a glass of wine,
As we learn and laugh endlessly,
Is when I see us shine.
Sweet o’ valentine,
I love you ever more,
Sweet o’ valentine,
Look at us soar.
Beyond the barbed wire and gate,
I see a shadow of only two,
Inseparable and complete,
For Zach, I truly love you.
I can tell you just how I feel,
Not only from a work of art,
Not just through words,
But through my beating heart.

The time spent thinking of you,
Is endless every day,
You stole my heart rapidly,
I feel grateful to this day.
Occupying myself works best,
When I’m struggling alone,
You are my whole life now,
You have gracefully shown.
My love for you is as high as the sun,
As clear as the sea,
As visible as light,
As close as we can be.
You help me to see,
That we are a whole,
That I’m not broken,
That we’re in control.
I keep feeling love for you,
Where our fate lies ahead,
I’m bound to fall hard for you,
I might tell it to you instead.
Our love exceeds a thousand miles,
Romantic as a glass of wine,
As we learn and laugh endlessly,
Is when I see us shine.
Sweet o’ valentine,
I love you ever more,
Sweet o’ valentine,
Look at us soar.
Beyond the barbed wire and gate,
I see a shadow of only two,
Inseparable and complete,
For Zach, I truly love you.
I can tell you just how I feel,
Not only from a work of art,
Not just through words,
But through my beating heart.

I tried my hardest to love you,
But you unknowingly pushed me away,
So I sit and pander about my past,
Baffled and frustrated, every day.
You slowly ripped my heart out,
As it transitions from red to black,
Its bright colors darken by the second,
Ardor and livliness, it lacks.
You unwrapped each and every layer,
My heart desperately yearns for,
You've sought out to be fierce and intimidating,
Disheartening, unloving, and nothing more.

I stand atop a hill,
Right in the thick of love,
Deeply pondering my thoughts,
From high, up above.
It was not until I saw your face,
Did my heart slowly start to pound,
Envisioning nothing more than blurriness,
From all around.
As I look into your eyes,
I can’t help but form a luminous smile,
A feeling that comes only within,
And appears all the worthwhile.
How did I find such a worthy guy?
Respectful and sincere beyond belief,
Loving and very much admirable,
Attractive, heartwarming, with perfect teeth.
I stand atop a hill,
Embracing you with loving arms,
Kissing your lips with passion,
Discovering all you’re charms.
You leave me in much suspense,
Every time we unite,
You’re love to me exceeds all expectations,
A feeling oh, so right!
So much freedom,
We endure,
As we embark on new adventures,
With much to explore,
I stand atop a hill,
Smiling endlessly through the night,
Because I know you’re always there for me,
Always shining bright. <3

Why do I suddenly have the feeling,
I look much younger,
Than I actually am?

As the golden sun sets,
My eyes tear and sparkle with joy,
The burning torture of the day; gone,
And now the white light to enjoy.
I sit at the stroke of midnight,
Eyeing beautiful lights up in the night sky,
Thousands; millions enraptured my acceptance,
Watching is a privilege, yet not to fly.
There is more to be seen,
For tiny stars are resting above me,
They call on me as to do a favor,
I am to count these stars,
Every one I see.
Yet the beauty gets more intense,
Of newer, bigger stars forming,
Yet my ears follow another sound,
There becomes grayness for storming!
Stars faded one by one,
Some vanished in a row,
For this was no joke,
Nor any show!
The most widely know star,
Burned the cloud,
For whatever tiny stars were left cheered,
The night seemed so proud.

As the golden sun sets,
My eyes tear and sparkle with joy,
The burning torture of the day; gone,
And now the white light to enjoy.
I sit at the stroke of midnight,
Eyeing beautiful lights up in the night sky,
Thousands; millions enraptured my acceptance,
Watching is a privilege, yet not to fly.
There is more to be seen,
For tiny stars are resting above me,
They call on me as to do a favor,
I am to count these stars,
Every one I see.
Yet the beauty gets more intense,
Of newer, bigger stars forming,
Yet my ears follow another sound,
There becomes grayness for storming!
Stars faded one by one,
Some vanished in a row,
For this was no joke,
Nor any show!
The most widely know star,
Burned the cloud,
For whatever tiny stars were left cheered,
The night seemed so proud.

I miss our long and detailed phone chats,
The soothing tone of your voice,
My tiny hand resting in yours,
Where we'd smile and rejoice.
My heart cannot bear,
Hardly ever seeing you,
I'm more timid and lost,
So sorrow and blue.
My eyes water uncontrolably,
My face has turned pale,
I'm a shadow to you,
So weak and frail.
You saved me from this cold life once,
I only pray you can do it once more,
Because I am madly in love with you,
With still much to explore. <3

I feel as if my sides have extra fat on them,
Despite the fact,
I just ran 300 meters in an all-day track meet.

nvm

What? what? what?
What did you say?
Where are you?
Why be like that?
Words that are tedious,
And last till eternity,
There is no better question,
Than the question of uncertainty.

When does the thinking stop?
Because I've been thinking, not doing,
For as long as I could remember...

Yo quiero,
Llamar a mi madre,
Por que...
You creo que tengo,
LA GRIPE!

I stood atop a hill motionless,
As I greatly suffered in my own distress,
I looked further out to the darkened, dreary clouds above,
And viewed life as a complete mess.
I felt the heavy rain trickle down my face,
Isolated in the midst of despair,
All I felt were forceful gushes of wind,
And implanted wounds, everywhere.
I wanted to scream and run,
But nothing would allow me to,
So I stood atop a hill motionless,
Frozen and inferior to you.

When I never expected a boyfriend like you,
You appeared.
When I imagined you by my side,
You appeared.
When I contemplated all the memories,
You appeared.
When I felt lonely; worthless,
You appeared.
When i desperately needed your love,
You appeared.
When I had a bad day,
You appeared.
When anxiety took the best of me,
You appeared.
When I cried endlessly,
You appeared.
When we spent over two weeks apart,
You appeared.
When I was heartbroken,
You appeared.
When I was scared,
You appeared.
When I said the words, "I Love You,"
You were there.

*I only hope you can do it once more

"You are beautiful, nomatter what they say."
You are here to learn, each and every day.
You are born with a heart,
You are kind, from the start.
You try your absolute best,
To keep up with the rest.
You seek new places,
With various faces.
You always thought to smile,
And easily became all the worth while.

How am I supposed to write something extraodinary,
If I have a writers block?
Or if I am told what to write about?
Or a set time limit?
Can't I write freely to my wishes?

Be grateful for the things you have,
Rather than the things you desire.

Have an open mind in life,
And you will be okay.

Hate is a strong word,
But if used in the right context,
It is almost the best word ever said...

It was my father who left me,
To discover a place of his own,
Lonely, but dishearten I felt,
For a place called “unknown.”
Baffled was I,
As to why he suddenly left me,
I trembled alone in fear,
Was I a goner soon to be?
Where have my hopes gone,
Withered away to stone,
Leaving nothing but the past,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Why do I feel resentment?
My father had a horrifying tone,
Had left me heartbroken,
For a place called, “unknown.”
My heart beats like thunder,
As I shiver to the bone,
My father ruined me,
For a place called, “unknown.”
Where will I go from here?
Too much my father had shown,
A martyr my father will always be,
For a place called, “unknown.”