

My senior song Wonderwall-senior song-My senior song Wonderwall
Wonderwall is one of the few songs that makes me feel good without straying too far from reality. With not only the mellow acoustic guitar and raw vocal sound, but in the lyrics as well, it helps me feel like I'm not alone. It relates to all challenges you have to face in life or watch loved ones go through. It is very relevant now, as graduation is becoming closer and closer, because "[it's] gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you." You're on your own now and it's the beginning of the rest of you life. And "by now you should've somehow realized what you gotta do." But, It wont be easy. "All t


Goodbye high school-Sonnet-Goodbye high school
The clock of life is ticking away The hands quickly move, becoming a blur To reach my dreams I cannot stay I hope that amazing things will occur
Some eyes leak, and others glow My mouth's corners will reach for the sky I won't hesitate, but go on with the show Colleges,independence, and change,oh my!
I'm not afraid, Im ready to turn the page The next chapter of my life must now begin I'm tired of being cooped up in this cage I'm crossing the bridge and lifting my chin
Goodbye High school, good bye adolescence Hello oppurtun


An ode to Cookies-Ode-An ode to Cookies
An ode to our school's cafeteria cookies:
Straight from the oven or mushy or gooey My love for you stays the same. You brighten my day like the morning sun. You give me something to look forward to When in my dreadful classes. You open my eyes just like prescription glasses. Your chocalately goodness gives me euphoria And your sweet, salty taste will always be with me. I don't know what I would have done without you My life would have been empty, dark and cold. I love you so much that words cannot express the feeling you send down m


Fickle Febe saves the day Prt1Fickle Febe Saves the day:Fickle Febe saves the day Prt1
Bipolar. Manic depressive. Moody. Crazy. I've been called all that and more. I was diagnosed when I was thirteen and I've been reckless and miserable ever since. My parents don't understand and just blame my behavior on normal teenage rebellion. But I was anything but normal. At one moment I am crying and the next I'm screaming my lungs out. I can be insanely happy one minute, and completely depressed the next. I have no control whatsoever of my emotions and therefore am a slave to them. All of this has led me to the place I find myself in now. An institution for troubled teens.
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You will be lovedYou will be loved
She wakes up in the morning, stumbles out of bed, brushes her teeth, puts on her makeup, and gets ready for a day of pretending she's okay. The cigarette she smokes behind the house is tasteless in her mouth but the little burst of nicotine calms her nerves. These were the mornings when he used to appear on her porch. She exhales the last of the smoke and returns to the safety of her bedroom. A picture she had forgotten to tear down stares at her from the wall. With shaking fingers she rips it from where the thumb tack once held it strong and lets the slightly torn photograph flutter to the ground. The look of it would


Together in the DarkThere, it happened. In the light less room on her soft and welcoming bed, his first most desired fantasy came true. The first kiss was her move, but he returned it the moment she pulled away. Their bodies touched as they fell backward slowly to the bed, the second kiss ended and the third began an instant later. The fourth and final kiss ended all too soon. Her cheek brushed against his. He knew she was smiling but he didn't have to see to know she was beautiful. He only needed to feel her, to hold her in embrace. At that moment he was sure he loved her. And they lay, fully clothed with her atop of him until sleep took them both.Together in the Dark
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