Writer's Block :(

I’m In For The Ride

I find it funny that

White roses tarnish with age

I'm scared my love

Will have wrinkles the next time I will meet

Will it be you or me at the welcome mat?

Maybe I will keep your coat hanger for my rage

Like Cinderella shoe, or someone’s glove

I keep your writing as a treat

I'm in need of a deep conversation

And I think you'd be perfection

I wonder your thoughts on bottling up fear

And using the pressure like a Coke and Mentos rocket

Blast off with irritation

And safety goggles for protection

We could talk about what we think of Shakespeare

And girls pockets

When it comes to talking

I just don’t know how or where to start

Maybe I'm in need of a brave summer vacation

I have don’t have many ideas though

I just have to keep a rolling and a rocking

I also have to learn how to part

With hesitation

Learn how to jump head first into something when people are saying no

I have to learn to not think, just do

Every time I go around I want to reach for the gold rings

And see everything I can see before I can’t see

I want to know that if I failed, at least I tried

I find it funny how we all do the same motions but are different each time we carry them through

How we change slowly and want and need different things

I'm scared and I want to break free to be me

Lets see where life will show me and take me to, I'm in for the ride

White Memorial

I don't like to be

Distracted by the hand held

Devices of now

I just like the quiet

I'd rather just be silent

And just listen to...

Boardwalk bridges that

Sound like a xylophone that

Lead to spiderweb,

Facial masks, that lead to

Nature's cotton candy, that

Are cattail trails, yet

With all these great things

It seems like people don't like,

To listen and watch

You Seem so Real

You seem so real

And this whole relationship is a big deal

And I still can’t decide

Even though you always take my side

It seems like an easy one

But I went for it just for some fun

You're magnetic and draw me in

I can’t help but feel the pull on the sting attached to my tin

My ex was a cartoon

And you hit me with a harpoon

As I tried to do to him

But he didn’t understand he was so dim

He was fake happy, living in a world with no storms

And precipitation comes in many forms

So how’d he get the rainbows?

He hung out with too many hoes

You're talking about kissing on new years

As I thought about with Juan last year before he caused me tears

But I wouldn’t want to with you because you're not near

Oh my lovely dear

You're prince charming

But because Juan was doing the heart harming,

I can’t fall head over,

Heels; Juan is what's left of the stover

Pascal’s Triangle

I'm nervous

But I showed up and here I am

I'm choosing to go down swinging, hard

I have to know that I tried

Even if I know I'm gonna get my butt kicked,

I like to at least attempt to kick back

My life has trained me for the sport of butt kicking

But it sometimes leaves me feeling pooped out

Every time I yawn I roar like a lion

A silent roar of sleep deprivation

But a roar of determination

Call me stupid

Call me crazy

But I'm gonna get this right no matter how many times it takes

I'll get it eventually

You can annoy me and make me feel uncomfortable but you cannot get through my stubborn head

I'm nearly impossible to brainwash

Without other methods being used

Looking at the big picture

Can be daunting

But you can just use fractions

And break everything up

Shatter it thoroughly

Take a step back

Breathe

And look with new eyes of simplicity

One step

At

A

Time

Let the miracles happen, and have fun storming the castle

Little Do You Know

Little do you know

That I still think you’re really cool

More than the status quo

When we talk my words are like tiny dancers

Trying to be graceful

With one worded answers

Little do you know, I do care

I still love you like a messy two year old running around in a diaper

With tangled hair

Little do you know I seesaw us like sisters

And when you're not around

It’s like I'm getting blisters

In me the two year old

Still wants to sit on your lap and leave with a French braid

You still have me sold

Little do you know that even though I am no longer two

And I cut my hair short

I'm secretly stuck like dried glue

Last time I saw you

You said that for a summer I had made you feel special

And I can’t believe that’s true

Because little did I know that I was nothing more

Than two

And was probably a bore

So before,

I become older than 18 just know that

I have a sensitive heart and nothing more

Shadow Girl

Broken,

No one knows

No one cares

No one can see my depressed shadow

But that shadow is mine and it’s the other half of me

It is taking over

My hallow, dark inside, body makes a shadow

Please stop walking on my shadow and thinking nothing of it

You think stomping on it is funny

But you don’t realize that, that is me

I want to put a cast on my broken shadow but I can’t because it moves with me and is always behind me

You fall for the fake smiles and laughs in the front but you forget to look in the back

If anyone really did love me they would look in the back and try to control it

They would try their best to stop and conquer it

The sun only brings out my shadow more

I hate the sun

I like rainy dark days

I like the feeling but I hate it at the same time

Inside

The past is the past

It may not have been the best

Let’s just leave it at that

But soon I'll be free from this wrecked nest

Right now it's not fun

It's those memories

I should hurry up, get over it and be done

Families that feel like enemies

The stares that pierce through you

They judge

But they don't have a clue

Their stubborn heads won't budge

I now look forward, so don't make me look back

I will be better someday

I won the treasure by slapping the jack

I didn't mean it like that way

No one to trust

No one to hold and clutch

Heat full of tumble weeds and dust

Not even a love touch

I was invisible

They didn't care

But anything is live-able

So I built my own lair

They didn't pay attention either

Suck it up and deal

Never got a breather

No one cares how I really feel

Say that you love me then break me like a china plate

Why did you make me sit on a towel?

Well now you're too late

Never had good bowels

Always felt out of place

I'm sorry but some things can't be forgiven

After things happened I don't feel safe

But I'm going to keep on live'n

Always felt different and weird

In a bad way

I tried to make all of it disappear

Nobody I wanted ever stayed

Tears roll'n down my cheek

They hit the floor like glass

The feelings that are deep down are antique

It can happen that fast

I've learned how to turn myself into a rock

Always picking up my own head

It causes me to have writers block

While people eat the meat, I don't whine and take the bread

No one cared if my head drooped down

I was forced to walk alone

They ignored me when one my face there was a frown

That's when my heart turned to stone

I Got Worried

You should be worried about yourself

And yet you're worried about me

Even though you were in the ER the other day and still don't feel good

You worry about me staying up too late

And tell me, before you go to bed

To make sure that I don't stay up too late

When you're the one who is cold

You come to me with a pile of blankets

Even though it is you who is cold

And the same for when you're hungry

You come to me to ask if I'm hungry

Even if you know that I just ate

You worry about me choosing to walk alone

At night and in the dark

And you make me carry a flashlight because it makes you feel somewhat better

You turn the lights on

So that when I get home late from school

I am welcomed by light

And when I found out with morning confusion

That you were in the ER

That was when I got worried about you

Teach Her Of Hope

Teacher of hope

You were dope

I need to remember you

Teach her of hope

You once opened a freshman’s locker without a nope

A long haired girl with blurry eyes, and a bright green backpack

Teach her of hope

She’s going to need it to cope

She has a famous blue sweatshirt

Teach her of hope

She knows now to hold on proudly, to the soap

I really hope you're right

Teach her of hope

That way all over she wont mope

You netter be right, I'm broke banking on it

Teach her of hope

Get yourself in her heavy cantaloupe

She thinks you’re wrong, that she’s a successor

Teach her of hope

Lead her towards the rope

Just don’t let that girl forget, what can be forgotten

Tiramisu

I met a women named sue

She had ladyfingers that created the best of messy handwriting

And she drank coffee

She was guiding me

And she was sometimes Tyranny sue

But I loved that she knew, what she was doing

When she mentioned that she was leaving

She saw into my eyes and saw the tear in me

Sue…oh Sue

After she was gone

She caused a hole,

A tear in me Sue