Written.ioche

I know at this moment of time
That things have been hard
And different
But we can make it through this nightmare
We can make to the exit
The end of the hall
I know that things are hard but we can do this
Just believe

I enjoy listening to music 
And lots of different kinds
But to me the best music I hear
Is from someone special
Hearing their voice, their laugh, there humming 
Just fills me with happiness 
I’m glad I met them

There were these two friends, opposites from each other. People always say that friends are very much alike but not these two. One was known for being very shy and kind while the other one was known for being weird and loud.

Don’t listen to others when they say you can’t do something because who you are
Don’t let people pull you down
You should be you
The true you
The you that makes you happy
The you that you want to be known as
The you that is you

 Ever so often I enjoy just taking out a piece of paper
I use the supplies I have and I try to make something great
Line after line
Color after color
At the end i’m left with some great
All the colors on the paper

I was walking in the woods, It was just a normal afternoon. It was a normal thing I would do, but I think I went too far. It started to get dark. I turned around to head back...but it didn’t look the same.