Hello there

Green Leaves

I am a tree that grows from the ground

When you break off a twig I don’t make a sound

From my head grow infinite fresh green leaves

Beneath me, you play in my orange memories

You gaze at my trunk of an enormous great size

But you do not see the rings and the wrinkles inside

If you were a tree, you would understand how it feels

But until then, my friend, keep playing in my leaves.

My Heart

A heart pumps blood, that’s easy enough to know

It does everything to help keep you intact

But what happens when the blood will not go

How is a person supposed to react?

I know my heart does everything for me

That doesn’t need to be shouted out loud

But when can this turn into being about me?

Am I not a part of this system and crowd?

It’s funny how easily my life could crumble

Once my blood supply get cut

Or when my heart threatens to stumble

And watch my door shut

I Guess

I guess I am never right and you are never wrong

I am just a lyric, and you are the whole song

Anything that I do right falters upon the twig of one mistake

I guess I will never be what you wanted

And not worthy of all that you have flaunted

Because if one brick falls, the whole building will break

I guess I can’t win, and you can never lose

In this race I just don’t have the right shoes

And when you reach the finish line, watch me as I fall

I guess I’m overreacting and acting like a brat

Because you do so much for me and all that

But you don’t understand how much I appreciate it all

I’m sorry that I make mistakes, human is all that I am

I try to be perfect and I’m doing the best I can

But I guess some expectations just aren’t in reach

I guess I am not all that you wanted me to be

to blow off some steam

I would like to take a bottle

A smooth, curvy bottle with a slender neck

A slender neck that I could grip, squeeze

Choke between my chubby fingers that could grab it

Each finger firmly pressing into it’s position

And I would take this bottle

Bring it above my shoulder

And hit it, break it

Smash it against a wall so that it would break into a million pieces

Perhaps this bottle could’ve been filled with water

And this water would’ve sprayed against the walls, the rugs, and me

But I’m not a violent person

so true

Girls are like
“Hey, babe, you want japanese or chinese food? I really don’t care”
And then guys are like
“yeah let’s get japanese”
And then the girl is pissed she really wanted chinese
Why she didn’t just say chinese? Dude, I don’t know
~90210

check yo’self

before you wreck yo’self

puhlease

some people

need a chill pill. it’s kinda funny

Have you ever…

Have you ever had your eyes feel like they’re burning?
Like the sun was focusing all it’s energy on the eyes out of which you see
Have you ever squinted your eyes so hard to try to get that one drop of salty water out, who’s warmth you need to nourish your cold soul?
But that drop won’t come out, there are no more drops to help you
Have you ever wondered why? Just wondered why?
Why is this number, that i used to look forward to, why is it betraying me?
Have you ever wondered if things will ever work out the way you’d like?
That happy ending that you’ve dreamed about since age 5
Have you ever wondered if this was meant to be?
If this tearing, aching, scorching feeling was meant to be a part of you, a part of you now, this very instant
Have you ever wondered if this storm will pass?
If this raging cloud will ever pass you, leave you at peace for a while
Oh, I wish it’ll let me at peace for a while.
I wish this storm will pass

Someone asked me today if I ever get tired

of being so busy. I said “No!! Are you kidding me? I hate not doing anything.” But today i went to hang out during the one hour i had of free time but that was just a tease. I want more. I feel like I don’t know anything about them anymore.

“That was hella cool the other day”

“What happened?”

“Oh you wouldn’t get it.”

It wears you out to keep trying to catch up only to lose touch over and over again. I believe I’ve seen one of my best friends 4 times at most this whole summer. The other I have yet to see.

Who knew that juggling dance team, tennis, link crew, class council, key club, family, boyfriend, and finally friends, would be so hard. Who Flippin’ Knew?

Why is it that I have to schedule times when I can see people, even if it’s only in hour intervals? “Yeah, I’m free between 12:00 and 2:00.” Who does that? I feel like an old business woman from movies who’s stuck to her fricken planner planning every little thing she has to do. Just look at my calendar. Every day has at least 2 things on it.

The answer to the question? Yeah, I guess I do get tired.