To me, if God were a flower he would be a Spider Lily,
because he has taught us many things like a Spider Lily has many meanings,
the white Spider Lily represents the creation of life,
the yellow Spider Lily represents how he richened us with grace, courage, love, and wisdom,
the blue Spider Lily represents the truth that sets us free,
and the red Spider Lily represents the death of our innocence and purity.

When I heard people talk about Minotaur's they would always be wrong,
they would say his lower half took the shape of a bull, his upper a man,
if you thought this too don't worry it's a common misconception,
they would say he was created because Pasiphae fell for a bull,
although that is half right it is still wrong,
the Minotaur was a creature who's body was human and held the head of a bull,
he wasn't created just because Pasiphae fell for a bull,
he was created because Minos didn't sacrifice the bull Poseidon sent,
Poseidon forced Pasiphae to lust over the bull as punishment and bare its child,
the Minotaur was created in spite because Poseidon failed to get his way,
he was locked away and labeled as a 'Monster' just because he was different,
when one of Minos three children were killed he ordered 7 Athenian youths and maidens to be sacrificed to the Minotaur each year,
the Minotaur never asked for any of that, he was luck enough to get a name,
sure he was different but he was still a kid, he deserved the right to live like the rest,
in a home, with a bed, food, and family,
he didn't deserve to be feared and hidden away,
I'm happy Theseus slayed him, for he no longer had to live that life of misery.

Wybie, I wrote this letter in French because they have a saying that reminds me of you. The saying goes "C'est La Vie" means "This is life". you have been through so much and even though I wasn't there for you when you were going through it, I want to tell you how proud I am of you. This saying reminded me of you because even though you have been through everything you have been through, you overcame it and you pushed through. And I am so happy that you did, otherwise, I would have never met you. I would have never been able to see your beauty as if you were blessed by aphrodite herself, your smile as if apollo created it for you to light up every room with, you are like athena herself as you are filled with wisdom to share, you deserve so much, more than anyone on this planet could give you. The person you end up with shouldn't give you the world or the moon but the entire universe, they should be everything you've ever dreamed of, no matter what it takes, you should look for the person who wouldn't think it's too much. Know your worth and never settle, I will encourage you all the way, you have all the time to find that special someone. Travel the world searching if you have to, like I said, I will always be there to encourage you. You are a one-of-a-kind person. From your hot pink hair to the way you tie your shoes, there will never be anyone like you. You are the one and only Wybie I will ever meet. I wish you a happy 17th birthday, live your life freely, and don't forget to say "C'est La Vie", when things go wrong.
With all the luck in the world Jay

I am a poet, I write poetry,
I can write poems about anything, whether it's a cat or a shoe,
but for some odd reason, I can't write a single one about you,
maybe it's because you shouldn't be compared to anything else,
maybe it's because a thousand words wouldn't even begin to start to tell of,
your beauty, your brains, your spirit, and your soul,
maybe it's because I don't want to share your greatness with the world,
for if they realize your potential they might use it for themselves,
maybe it's because I'm selfish, that I want it to stay in a circle,
maybe it's because just one poem won't do,
for you deserve a thousand poems just about you.

If I was a word, I would be the word "Fatigue",
In case you don't know what it means, I'll add a definition,
Fatigue means having a lack of energy and motivation,
it's not what you think, I promise you that,
I'm not the word Fatigue because I lack motivation,
I'm not the word Fatigue because I don't do anything,
and I'm certainly not the word Fatigue because I am "lazy",
now those are two different things,
I am the word Fatigue because I am a high achiever,
I work myself day and night to be at the top,
I work myself so much that I get thrown into a slump,
I work myself so much I don't have the motivation to do anything else,
I know it may not seem like I'm the word "Fatigue", and maybe I'm not,
I might be the word "Exertion" or possibly "Deprived",
I'll let you all tell me but for now, I'll stick with what I got.

I've always been a hopeless romantic,
it's just the way I am, but I want to get one thing off my chest,
hopeless romantics aren't for the weak,
we care deeply, probably more than we should,
we put in so much effort, more than you ever would,
we are clingy, so much that you get annoyed,
we're never the ones to break it off, it's always them,
we're with you the whole way to the end,
I've always been a hopeless romantic,
it's just the way I am, so please think before you commit to me,
because I'm tired of the one-sided love,
I want a relationship, I want someone who puts in effort and love.

No matter the distance I go to deny the love I have for you,
with every step I take the rope tightens,
the more control you have over me as it draws me in,
we were detained to be,
so I guess I'll admit,
you make me feel alive,
I have issues when you're not here,
although I'll never admit it out loud,
I'll admit it here,
I'll always go back to the other end of the rope.

The Gods sent her to plague the town of Thebes, for a crime long forgotten,
she showed no mercy for that was part of her job,
she'd devour those who were deemed unfit, those who couldn't solve her riddle,
she wasn't a bad creature, for killing all those innocents,
she was following orders from the ones above,
she was a beautiful creature, who was taken advantage of,
they took her from her home and forced her to stay, in that village that was just so far away,
when Oidipous solved the riddle she was filled with glee,
for she could get off that mountain and return home,
her legacy has not been forgotten, she'd live on for centuries after,
her story caught in paintings, vases, and statues,
she was a beautiful creature whose legacy will never end.

One day I wish to leave this place behind,
I wish to feel the wind on the calming hills of Ireland,
I wish to walk on the old cobblestone paths of Germany,
I wish to see the beauty of the ruins of Greece,
I wish to leave this place behind,
not because it isn't pretty,
not because I want to get away from the people here,
because I have seen how people let the world limit themselves,
because I have seen teenage wishes fade away,
because I have been told "you only have one life" by people who live in regret,
I'm still a teenager but I'll always remember my "teenage wish" until I can make it a reality.

You always hear about the bad when it comes to this couple,
how Hades tricked Persephone into eating 6 pomegranate seeds,
how Persephone was forced to live in Hell 6 months a year,
how her mother was so devastated she created fall and winter,
people never think about why they did it,
people never think about the 'What If's',
what if Hades loved Persephone and he gave her the choice,
what if Persephone chose to be his wife,
what if she only ate 6 seeds because she knew how her mother would react,
we'll never know the true answers for we weren't there,
we'll all have to go on someone's opinion of the story,
for that is all it is, someone telling how they felt about someone else's choices.

A dad should be a loving, caring, supportive person in your life.
My dad should not be considered a dad,
he was an alcoholic,
he was an abuser,
he was a murderer,
he was a man who only cared after he got caught,
a man who only reached out after he got locked up,
a man who blamed my mom when his kids finally spoke up for themselves.
Even though he was all of this, he was also a victim,
a victim who was neglected in his childhood,
a victim who was abused in his childhood,
a victim who was around alcoholics his whole life.
I don't forgive my dad for what he did, but I do understand the pain he went through,
because he did the same thing to me.

I never realized how different my perspective was on things,
when people see a poster, I see something that eyes follow me,
when people see an innocent doll, I see something that's alive,
when people see animals, I see shapeshifters,
there are many things that I see differently,
I don't know if I'm weird for thinking like this or maybe I'm just paranoid from all the scary movies my dad let me watch when I was young,
or maybe it's all the reading I do,
but I like my point of view on things,
I may seem weird and I won't deny it,
but we all need to embrace the things that make us unique.

You read me like nobody else,
you care for me like nobody else,
you treat me like nobody else,
been waiting for ages for you to arrive,
so let me be the Wendy to your Peter Pan,
paint me like the sky touches down on Neverland,
I know you like nobody else,
I care about you like nobody else,
I treat you like nobody else,
can't you see,
your my Mr. Darcy and I'm Lizzie Bennets,
we're faded to happen,
so if you say yes,
baby when you come back when the story ends,
promise that you'll read me, read me again.

I'd invite my father,
not the man he is now, or the man he used to be,
but the man he was in all the good memories,
the man he was when we used to play Uno in bed after his shift,
the man he was when we used to go hunting,
the man he was when we'd ride in the go-kart,
I'd invite the man who I had only a few good memories with.

People always told me I'm "mature" for my age,
I always assumed that was a good thing,
it wasn't until I realized why I'm so "mature",
the things I went through as a child,
the reasons why I had to "mature" early,
the childhood of mine that was cut short,
I have always been more "mature" than my peers,
I used to wear it like a badge of honor,
until I realized the dark side of being "mature" for your age.

She reminds me of my books.
Her perfume is the new book smell,
her eyes are the cover that drew me,
her soul is the beauty I found within the pages.
She's the type of book that would make me sit and stare at the wall for hours,
the type of book that would put me in a slump knowing no other could ever replace it,
the type of book that I only picked up because of the pretty look, but turned my life around.
She reminds me of my books.
No matter how many I have,
there will always be that one that I could never forget.
And she will forever be that one.

"People only show you what they want",
I used to never understand this saying,
I suppose that was because I never bothered to take a true look at the people around me, or maybe I was too young
When I got older I started noticing the differences in how people act around certain others, and that was when I started understanding the meaning,
when I noticed my friends acting differently around boys,
when I noticed my parents acting differently around family,
when I noticed myself acting like everything was ok,
we're all just clowns entertaining the people around us,
while we hide what we fear makes us weak.