Gandhi

One thing i've been noticing about myself lately is...I keep forgetting to let things go. just recently ive noticed how much of a problem this is for me. for whatever reason, I cant find a way to let things go. I cant move on from it. I cant forget what was said to me, or how people treated me, or how I treated them, or what I may have said to them that might have completely crushed them. Its like my conscious is super sensitive in that area. Im constantly worrying about things and it drives me crazy. I worry about things that shouldnt even matter. That dont matter. Things that Cant ever be taken back or changed. you cant change whats already happened. I dwell on the past. The only thing that gets me back to my right state of mind is when I get thinking about what other problems people have. which is probably terrible but I do it anyways. I could be struggling with something far more worse than this. I tell myself that nobody is perfect, and nobody will ever be perfect. Every single person has their own struggles...When will we own ourselves completely? When will we ever be perfect and not struggle with anything? never. nobody ever completely figures themselves out. Thats just something I need to remember. everyones always going to have their struggles, and trials. we will find ways to eventually get over them, but soon another bump in the road will come. tonight is not the last time I'll see the light. Thats just life for ya... theres no way of ever getting around it. so....enjoy the ride!

Jealous

Im jealous of Still I Rise by Maya Angelou. Why? because it has voice! I dont think i really have a voice. I honestly try to but I dont know if I succeed. Im also jealous of the fact that this poem is so honest. so blunt, but yet it still has humor. It has confidence. Its so clever!  Its hard to grasp being so honest, blunt, being confident, clever, but yet still having humor. JEALOUS of this poem. I love this poem. I love it!

I'm so sick and tired of...

Im tired of being my parents experimental child.
Im so tired of not being able to be with you.
Im tired of my parents not trusting me and not letting me grow up.
Im tired of high school.
Im so sick and tired of constantly thinking about sleep.
Im tired of sitting on my butt when im not working.
Im tired of astronomy.
Im so sick and tired of gossip.
Im tired of having to worry about money.
Im tired of not having my own room.
Im sick and tired of fake people.
Im soo sick and tired of liars.
Im tired of feeling like I am at a stand still.
Im tired of drama.
Im tired of missing you.
Im sooo tired of being ignored.
Im tired of feeling stupid.
Im tired of being used.
Im tired of backstabbers.
Im tired of worrying constantly!
Im tired of being tired.

Love LOVE.

The very first thing that pops into my head...Love is painful. you put yourself out there,sometimes get completely humiliated by trying too hard. you are shut down time and time again. playing the stupid games...its exhausting. but eventually you find that person who you dont have to try to impress. who you arent embarrased around EVER. you wont get shut down anymore, or play those retarded games because they honestly, truly, sincerely love you. they would do anything for you at any time. they simply make you happy. make you wanna be a better person. yes. love is painful. but everyone needs it. everyone wants it. let love find you, dont search for it.  love love. embrace it.

Life's too short...BE YOURSELF!

It's amazing how much our minds change. Maybe its just me? I was looking back on some writing prompts i wrote not too long ago. Seriously? i laughed at it. Its amazing how in a moment you can feel so passionate about something, but once it settles...its really not all you made it out to be. After realizing this it got me thinking about my passed. how things mattered so much to me at that specific time,but now i could care less. I used to care what i looked like 24/7, who I hung out with, What my high school status was. Why did I care so much about those things? Its because i thought everyone else cared about it. I've realized that it doenst matter how i look all the time. Who my friends are. What people think about me. I just need to make myself happy. Look like hell sometimes! who cares! Am I really hanging out with people who make me happy? Life is too short. spend time with people who you actually want to spend time with. who make me happy. Dont pretend to be someone you arent. you have noone to impress but me. people are gonna love me for me! why have people fall in love with someone who really isnt you? NO POINT! dont do it! so gosh dang it, be yourself! its gonna make life a heck of a lot easier and more enjoyable!

Boulevard of Broked Dreams

I walk alone, I walk alone. there's an overcast as im walking down the street...the rain is pouring down and is forming puddles everwhere I look. I find myself no longer caring to avoid stepping in the puddles. I'm sopping wet...I walk alone, I walk alone. Trears running down my face. I feel so empty, so lost. There's this massive lump in my throat I cant seem to choke down. My stomach feels as if there is a pit in it, and is slowly consuming me. I walk alone, I walk alone. I find a spot to sit under a covered wooden deck. I sit and observe the cold rain overflow the rain gutters, and start to pour over the sides. I feel as if im sitting under a waterfall. I walk alone, I walk alone. Why does it feel like my world is crashing down? Its like I have loads, and loads weighing down on my shoulders. No one understands me. Nobody cares. I walk alone, I walk alone.

Im Thinkin about you like...

Im thinkin about you like Hugs think about kisses, Like Hopes think about wishes, Like summer thinks about the sun. Im thinkin about you like the beach thinks about the ocean, like cake thinks about ice cream, like toothpaste thinks about toothbrushes. Im thinkin about you like Spiderman thinks about MJ, like chips think about salsa, like cookies think about milk. Im thinkin about you like you like a 4.0 student thinks about grades, like snookie thinks about tanning, like girls think about gossip. Im thinkin about you like wakeboarders think about glassy water. All I do is Think about you... Afterall that is what I do best :)