Posts
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The Limit
I reach my limit from time to time.
whether it be at school or at home.
I reach the limit of what my brain can handle.
All of the noise of life becomes too much and I need to take a break.
I need to turn my ears off.
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Deep Thoughts
I am a thinker.
I think about big problems in the world and how to fix them.
Like climate change, evolution, the state of humanity as of now.
I write stuff down, half-finished thoughts scribbled, or typed on the page.
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Just my thoughts on the world
I am 15, that's young.
I have just started high school and am experiencing a lot of firsts right now.
Yet at the same time some days feel weird.
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The hidden fight
Everyday I fight a hidden fight.
you wouldn't know it.
I hide it,
At school,
In class
at any moment I could breakdown in a fit of tears
of pain
anger
because I have hearing loss.
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Moonrise
The sun sets.
A stunning watercolor effect paints the sky beautiful warm colors.
A last hurrah before disappearing over the horizon.
Then,
there is moonrise.
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Speechless
I am speechless.
All the bullshitting and lies
from our government.
OUR government.
They say that they are protecting us.
That's not what I see,
"Don't believe your eyes."
Loves
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"there's this guy..."
there's this guy
funny
smart
athletic
shorter than me though
i've known him awhile
since third grade when i came to our small school
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The Classroom That Morning
The morning bell rang
just like it always had.
Backpacks lined the wall,
bright pink, sky blue,
zippers half open
with pencils and erasers inside.
A teacher wrote quietly
on the chalkboard,
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Untitled
Am I not good enough for you?
Am I not good enough for anything important?
I'm trying so hard to balance school and math packets that don't work and compositions that don't make sense
and I'm trying to chase my dreams
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Societal grief
I sit in polished classrooms
behind gates and old brick walls,
arriving in quiet cars
that glide past the lines outside. -
The Little Light
The spark started small
In a 17 year old student,
who made friends with the artist.
She let it grow in her heart,
and then passed it on
by showing kindness to the outsider
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Who's To Blame?
I have seen someone blame others for their own problems. You have too. We've all known someone at some point in our lives who has. Maybe even ourselves. Especially ourselves. But that's a topic for another day.