Shy & Fun He runs, From all the commotion. Trying to become Calm, He seeks Shelter with Friends. Not allowed to be Himself. He hides Behind a mask, A mask of something That you can’t See easily, But I can See past his cover. I see how Wonderful He is on the inside.
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Raise Your Voice
Raise your voice your drowning in a sea of confusion. Raise your voice something’s wrong but your scared. Raise your voice you want a change try it yourself. Raise your voice so all can know your there. Raise your voice so you can be HEARD
School Poem: Homesick Seasons
Time passes on The seasons have come and gone, Yet my world remains the same. Greens, blues and golds Are my forever molds, Despite Hawaii’s fame. The ocean beats over and again Reminding me of back then, And the land for which I mourn. Orange, reds and yellows Cover the endless meadows As fall diesContinue reading “School Poem: Homesick Seasons”
Creative Writing Classes
Yay! I’ve started my first creative writing class. I have never been more scared in my life. I can’t speak for other authors, but for me I’ve always been scared to put my work out there. I remember the first day I nervously put my first book, Touchdown Interruption, I was shaking so bad. WatchingContinue reading “Creative Writing Classes”
Land of the Midnight Sun
In the land of the midnight sun You are surrounded by eternal light. Light that almost haunts you and makes it seem like you can do nothing. You do nothing, for you can’t find anything to do, but sit and watch. Watch the people with normal fulfilling lives get up and go. Go to work,Continue reading “Land of the Midnight Sun”
Diamante Poem
Grease Fast, happy Dancing, laughing exciting School, jubilant, masked, mystery Loving, mourning, suffocating Cruel, beautiful Phantom of the Opera
If Only…. Original Poem
At times of unease and painful turmoil You’re there. Just when I begin to think that I’m worthless, You’re there. You’ve been there for me through it all, And yet we’ve only known each other for a short time. Of all the right people The one wrong person is always there for me. How canContinue reading “If Only…. Original Poem”