Love your family.
Don't scream when you get home from school. Don't swear when you're leaving for school. Never let the neighbors know you're unhappy.  Don't make your mom unhappy. Look her in the eyes, she's a person too.  She doesn't remember what it's like to be a teenager because she's too focused on making you snacks, calling the doctor, and buying you face wash.

Love people.
Trust them. Show them how lovely they are. Smile at them even though you have a pimple on your nose, they likely have one on their chin.  The handsome stoner with green skinny jeans and an extended knowledge of punk rock seems infinitely kind because he is infinitely kind. He's not looking to ***** you over and he doesn't think you're lame.  He actually thinks he's lame and he wants to get to know you. Ask how his day was, although it's old-fashioned, so are you, who cares, it will make him happy.  Ask how everyone's day was, even though you'd rather shove your unpleasant face and your trembling voice and all of your clumsy words into an old box and hand it back to God, then thank him for at least trying.

Love the world.**
Never stop looking up at trees.  Don't do it so boys nearby will think you're an enigma.  Do it because every leaf and every branch wants you to notice them. Do it to fill your head with words that make you buy more pretty notebooks.

On our knees, working the naked Ken
to mount the clueless Barbie, making
them moan, screaming, "O! O! O! O!"
Dumb toothsome puppets, self-satisfied,

bubble gum Corvette, her small ***, huge knockers,
and nothing proven or dared, solving
bodies unlike those we pushed so hard against —
me and my Easy Bake, you and your erector set.

There was a girl who cared too much.
She loved and she loved
But all she got back was her torn heart in her hand,
Crushed, crushed, crushed.

She'd throw her last penny in the wishing well
In hopes that life would be better
For a girl from a faraway land,
Living through hell.

She'd let the Prince break her heart,
Smash it to pieces time and time again,
Just so he could realize that there was a different princess,
With whom a relationship should start.

Though all of this may sound quite depressing,
She is always filled with joy at the thought
That someone is finally getting what they desire,
Yes, she considers this personality trait a blessing.

Give, give, give, giving girl.
Do what makes you happy, give your love to the world.
Take, take, take, Take until she can no longer live.
Do what you do best, world; and take advantage of the fact that she'll always forgive.

One last thing before I go.
A story about the girl's murderer,
A heartless friend who ended her life in youth.
You mustn't let the nursery rhyme fool you, so here's the honest truth.

She sat happily on the wall, when all of the sudden she felt a hard shell.
Humpty Dumpty had pushed her off, with all intentions of letting her fall.
She grasped for him to save her, her last words being as caring as she-
I hope he doesn't feel guilty, I know this happened accidentally! -
But don't worry, karma delivered its share. as Humpty Dumpty lost his balanced
And fell off the wall as well.

I used to think maybe if I held my breath long enough,
the universe would send me something -
a boy, the wind, the sun's beams -
to get me to take at least one more fresh intake of air.

I quickly learned that, in life, you never get handed anything.
You must either politely ask for what you want
or grow a pair and go grab it.

Right by the house with the samurai wearing the green swim goggles.
You passed out
Right by Beach Ave
Happened three weeks ago today.
Your still wearing the hospital bracelet.

I see pictures in my head.
Me with a magnet embedded in my stomach.
Repelling or attracting certain types of people.
A man walking the New York streets
Concerned over his ****** addicted brother.
I see viking ships sailing to protect their homeland
From dragons and crop plight.

It
took me
losing everything
to finally realize how
much something as small
as a scrambled egg could make  
a difference in the way
you look at people,
nature, things,
even joy
Fin.