Writing

Time wasted away

On small,

Trivial things

I only have one life

And no way

To undo the things

I’ve already done

I need to create something that tears your soul open,

I want to write words so meaningful that it digs into the tiny corners of your heart that can't be found by anything else.

You are my ride or die,

you're going to be my forever,

or my ending,

and I guess in a way that makes you my forever either way.

How I wish I was a fairytale;

How I wish I wore gowns perfect

for twirling, and

how I wish I wore perfectly crisp

button-down shirts and

immaculately embroidered jerkins;

How I wish my eyeshadow really was

Congratulations to our five award winners! Their art is displayed here and on the following five pages of The Voice.

My face is a mix of my parents'

I have my dad's eyes

And hair

I have my moms features

And skin tone

But it all pulled together

To make my face

My face with brown hair and eyes

Pink lips