Say "I Am"

Don't take it for granted, no

We are all miracles

Say "I am wonderful"

We are all beautiful. We are all wonderful. Life is in itself a gift. Us and everything around us is really something beautiful and most of the time we don't even notice. Sometimes we need to just let go of most of the things in our life that trouble us or weigh us down. And remember that someone loves us, whether it is our family, our friends, or sorry to be a bit religious, God. And because someone loves us, our lives have a purpose. We have a reason to exist and to be. So we should never discount ourselves and even when things go wrong, even if they are terrible, remember that we are wonderful. And we are miracles. And no matter what anyone says or does, that will never change.

It just takes some time...

It just takes some time

Little girl you're in the middle of the ride

Everything, everything'll be just fine

Everything, everything'll be alright, alright

Sometimes I don't understand people.

and i'm sure i'm not alone on this.

You're supposed to be nice to everyone, but honest, and for some reason, you can't be honest with people most of the time and be nice. I thought as you grow up, you're supposed to mature and be able to work out your problems. You should be able to be straight with people and they should be able to give you that in return. But for some reason, no matter how nice you are to people they turn on you anyways. It sorta makes you wonder, why bother being nice? Why bother keeping everything you want to say bottled up inside? How come people can't just give you back what you give them? I for one am sick of giving and giving only to come up short every time.

You may say "These people obviously aren't real friends" but it's not that easy. And no matter how much they abuse you, for some reason they need you anyways. And if you for one minute can't be there for them or decide not to or decide to for once tell them what you really think, they could make things a whole lot worse.

So you have a choice. Be who they want you to be and put up with all their crap or be who you want to be. alone. tough call.

I guess what i'm really trying to say is i can't wait for college.

Post 1

I don't think people really actually read these that often, but maybe I'm mistaken. Regardless, if you happen to stumble across this page please don't expect to find anything spectacular, overtly reflective, or even relevant. But do expect to find my musings about anything and a general struggle with using these funny things called words to convey my thoughts.

Let's start with a something easy. A poem written just now. Inspired by a book I read.

And she looks at him
With broken eyes
And she’s bleeding
Her hearts on the floor
Dashed and trampled
Under his stare
Cruel, merciless eyes
That see pain and hurt
And suffering
And remain barren
She pleads with him begs
Soundlessly
Searching for anything in those eyes
She’s dying slowly
And it is amazing how agonizing
And brutal and unfeeling
Nothing can be