Thoughts

Fear,
the one thing in the world that keeps us all in order
fear of the unknown
or maybe fear of what is sure to be.

Nowadays I am constantly thinking of the scenarios I find myself scared in. School, Work, Driving, etc. Why am I so scared to be different? Why is anyone? Sadly, I am unable to answer that, though I wish I could. I feel like our generation has mass produced people who are all the same, until someone comes along and is different. I want to be different, and I plan on doing just that.

Dead

Another dead.
one less off the earth that could've spread light.
suicide.
the worst kind.
just a woman that worked to hard.
you will be truly missed.
RIP <3

favourite poem a day (I have 2!)

Friday:
Little kiddies lined in a row
they run around
to and fro
speak like angels
they couldn't contain
the excitement they had when cupcakes came!

Sunday:
The water is rushing
It's magical to see
amidst a damp forest
to prom I ask to be
of course  I say yes
and we seal it with a kiss
Margaret Falls I shall forever long to be.

fear

She fits in a perfect little mold,
the crevasses  are overwhelmed
the abundance of grace she carries
the perfection of her shape
she is flawless
oh how I want to be that girl
the girl who has everything right
that never has fault
that stands up
for her rights and love.

But my fear is too absolute.