This is just to say – Carolos Williams
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast.

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold.

I added a brick when you told me I wasn't the best.

I added a brick when you said we were just too close.

I added a brick when he said he was leaving.

I added a brick when she said she didn't care. 

I added a brick when we stopped talking.

I couldn't stop adding bricks 

Now the wall stands in the way.

Love is..
Love is a fresh pencil
Love is the smell after it rains up the canyon
Love is that song you've been listening to for years but never get tired of
Love is freshly cut grass
Love is a full gas tank
Love is cutting your finger nails too short
Love is being late for curfew
Love is meeting a celebrity
Love is taking a spontaneous trip to the beach
Love is being on time to school
Love is a sunday power nap
Love is Thanksgiving dinner
Love is new car smell
Love is uncontrollable laughter
Love is slipping into mud after buying new shoes
Love is that perfect picture you can't stop looking at

Toasting'n'stuff

Here's to those girls we fall in love with before even knowing their names. 

Here's to those sunsets we cant help but take a picture of.  

Here's to the people who cant sleep. 

To the people who stay up late trying to pretend. 

To the people who go to bed early trying forget. 

To the people who are on their last straw. 

Here's to the people who feel alone. 

To the people who feel they can't hold on. 

Here's to those who think negative, to those stuck in a job they hate. 

To those feeling pressure to do something they don't want to do. 

Here's to the people missing someone they'll likely never see again. 

To the people caught in the middle. 

Here's to those who can't just move on.

Cheers.

Invictus by W. E. Henley

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the Pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul.

 Human

I know I'm human.

 I know because I hate math. Because I can never find my keys. 

Because I pretend I'm getting a text to avoid awkward silence.

 I know I'm human because every time I have to say goodbye I die a little on the inside. 

Because I give myself headaches trying to figure things out I don't understand.

 Because I don't know when to leave. 
I know because I can't tell when you are being sarcastic or a complete ass. 
Because when someone yells at me, I yell back. 

Louder. 

I know I'm human because when you ask me whats on my mind I know better than to tell you.

Because I can't just get over things.

I know I'm human because I really do care even though I pretend like I don't.

I stare to long, laugh too loud, care too much, ignore too often, read too little, and never say enough. 

This is how I know I'm Human.

"One reason why birds and horses are not unhappy is because they are not trying to impress other birds and horses."

 -Dale Carnagie 

Bring It Back

I miss it. I miss it all. The Lifestyle. The simplicity. The idea of it. Im lost in a world full of jobs, act scores, college applications, and social status. All I want to do is go outside and jump on my tramp without my neighbors thinking I'm crazy. I want to be able to miss church and not be put on the byc list. I want to play cops and robbers with my friends. I want My childhood back. I want to live carefree. I want to be out of this world that cares about what kind of car I drive and In one that cares about where I drive it. Sadly we know this can't happen because if you don't have the nicest house, nicest clothes, or nicest car then you aren't worth anyones time. Yet if you do have all that you are shallow and don't have a struggle in the world. I don't know where I'm going with this but what I do know is I would like my crayons back, Please.