sleep,
slember,
til' tommarow,
in the forest of ember.
creep,
walk,
through the night,
the cave too dark and cold.
Munch,
eat,
much food left,
where lion get your prey.
Tommarow there is much to do,
so awaits another day

Today I am so nervous,
I have my first job interview,
That I already rescheduled three times,
I have an honors graduation ceremony,
and my mother will be putting my robe on,
Infront of my peers,
I have a practice before that,
That lasts two hours,
Then I run to my interview,
Then run home to change,
Then be at the ceremony at 6:30
It's a busy day,
and to think,
That tommarow,
I graduate....
maybe tommarow I'll read this poem
and laugh,
I didn't need to be so worried
after all.

I'll live every day like it's my last day because I never know I might be dead tomorrow. I'll have all the fun I possibly can. I'll forgive my enemies and enlighten my friends. I'll mend all of the tears in my life so if I die tomorrow I don't die unmended.

you can't lose when there are booz,
unless you're tipsy and hella ditsy.
when yoou can't dance and your on you're old romance.
callin that man. ****'s hittin the fan.
why you a do that why don't you ***** that...
you're lookin dumm you can't have more ***.
girl you've just lost you're pride
if you go hurl I'll give you a ride.
time to go home and put you to bed,  
when you wake up you'll wish you were dead.
See you tommarow in the bed full of sarrow. ;[

Everyone.
They all seem so happy,
while I cry without reason.
Who am I?
A mask without a face?
A dog trained to forget it's old self?
A person walking alone,
not even knowing who they are.
Who am I?
I act different.
I am nice to you.
I am mean to him.
I am energetic to her.
I am too calm to them.
I am never the same.
Who am I?
To call myself human?
To say I am inhuman?
All of it would be lies.
Yet, I am none of it.
I am a wanderer,
on a trail.
I am an emotional wreck.
And I know one day I won't be,
but I will be again.
Over and over.
Who am I?
I don't know.
It was hard for me to figure out myself,
crying and saying, "but, I can't help it"
that just won't help you.
Nothing will change.
Either live in misery or figure it out.
Who am I?
I don't know yet,
but one day I will.
My satisfaction will over-whelm me.
Even if I don't find out today,
or tommarow,
and on and on.
I don't know who I am,
but I am someone.
And one day I will know,
who I am.

Pondering and wandering
That's what we do
Processing today
what you'll discover tommarow

Peaceful yet painful
Enlightening likewise condemning

Don't let today slow down your tomorrow
Every day begins a new
As should you

You hide I seak.  Face the tree count to ten, then sound the call," Ready or not here I come".  Oh where oh where are we hideing, behind the car, to easy.  Behind the bush, worth a look.  ****, he was behind the car, the chase is on.  we race toward base, both red in the face.  I want to tag him however he made it, he's safe.  This time I hide and you seak.  Alight Tony, I will start countimg, you go hide.   "Ready or not here I, AAAHHHH!  Tony what are trying to do give me a heart attack, standing behind me like that.  Dinner time need to go in, have a good evening, see you tommarow my friend.   See you tommarow as well, by the way Tony, Never do that again.  Noted

i speak my poetry with no regrets all my words that deep down is the spoken truth of what i think of you. i lay awake all night with no thoughts. you cross my mind but this world isnt strong enought to keep us to gather even if its tommarow. i feel my mind racing with my heart raccing to gather. i could run but what would that do. i dont want to hide i want peace or if not we will bring the riot to **** all of you. the powerfull needs to be taken out. the ones who need to speak are the oneswho you prisioned in the shadows. the un heard voices will come out and flood the stage. we wont back down all the voices now will be heard with force and not pain or misery you shut off..

for every voice every word will create a river of what the strong and the fearless the fear will rain terrior on your grave we stand to gather in the rain and tell the world our storie bring colors in to the dead society