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Go for the UncertainTime isnt waiting, And your minds debating. Whats your point? Itll make the joint.Go for the Uncertain
You mustnt overlook your path, When youve been given the map. Cant you do the math? The answers on your lap.
Go ahead and look. Its no thousand page book. Hopefully you can comprehend, Time can amend.
Any wrong road taken, Is not something to mourn. For they can awaken, Something never born.
Lessons are taught through mistake, Dont go straight though the lake. Try the


Proud HeartLove hurts so bad, I look at these old pictures of me and my smile and I wonder Was that me before I concerned myself with boys? No, sadly, no. Those pictures were not old enough. But my smile was so golden and genuine. My heart mustve been proud of itself for not thinking of materialistic love and remaining happy. Solitude can be heaven or hell. What does your heart pride on? Independence? Or Acceptance? You decide. But for once Id like my own genuine happiness to share only with me so I cant get hurt. WhyProud Heart


Are you?Are you a heart surgeon? How did you manage to open me up? But, you didnt leave a scar, and I didnt feel pain.Are you?
Are you a professor? How did you read my eyes and know my heart was sad? And you made those feelings as plain as daylight.
Are you a therapist? How can you put up with me? My emotional fits, the crying, the sometimes morbid behavior? Why do that? Why do you stay?
No, wait, dont answer that. I said that wrong, like I always do. Words dont come easily anymore. At least, for me anyway.


ChangingYou promise yourselves youll never love but you only marry into that guaranteeChanging
But dont all promises keep you forward whether you stay true or not Ill never know myself
Because Ill always live and die and reincarnate into someone you never knew before Ill always surprise you
Never a dull moment when the me you had built up in your world only comes out of her shell
And you believe that its new love blossoming love is always a rose meant to live and die
Sometimes


Strong ThingsStrong ThingsStrong Things
Strong things are put in small sizes The innocent seed So much hidden potential put in And very soon A tree begins to germinate I always thought I was a blossom But no Im ever transforming And right now, Ive been brought down a few pegs I am a seed once again And once again I have to teach myself How to grow, how to feel And how to love again I may require some help But, no I dont need past roots They will only hold me down And if I were to hold onto them Id fall back, deeper and deeper  


An essay for Mrs BigmouthApril ODonnell Essay for not showing up for Concessions Dear Mrs. Stasiak, I thought my mother had emailed you and told you or called you or something of that nature. But you know what? It doesnt matter what she says to try and shield me or protect me, its too late. Excuses wont help me. The truth of the matter is my grandmother was in the hospital and I was left to watch my baby brother even though I was assigned to concessions first. Working concessions was a primary responsibility as it was given to me before I was aware of my grandmothers health. And, noAn essay for Mrs Bigmouth


The ArtistThe ArtistThe Artist
Unloved and cold Left alone to wonder aimlessly You You dont have to love me I have myself to love me Go on leave me Leave me if you dont care There are tons who succeed me. And you clearly choose them over me. So go. Ill wait here for you. Like Ive done with everything else. Like with everything I do; I sit there
and wait for you and wait and for what? I am clearly of no worth. So maybe I wont wait Maybe Ill starve like the artist I was meant to be! &n
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"Heyyyy, don't pay no mind, we are the second, you're minutes behind. So you say, "Yeah, I'm alright" we are the fortunate all the time." -The Fortune by Cartel
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"Heyyyy, don't pay no mind, we are the second, you're minutes behind. So you say, "Yeah, I'm alright" we are the fortunate all the time." -The Fortune by Cartel
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"Heyyyy, don't pay no mind, we are the second, you're minutes behind. So you say, "Yeah, I'm alright" we are the fortunate all the time." -The Fortune by Cartel
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