I'm sitting here in my comfy chair.
I'm using a fork to stroke my hair...
It began as just a runny nose
And a tickle in my throat...
* written when i was in 6th grade*
Dear Dairy...
The wedding was on Tuesday,
At 7:00 A.M...
Things drop in from time to time,
Large loads and little loads...
I was told,
"Not everything is as it seem's."...
The journey of life starts from a cradle,
In which everyone has to paddle...
Crowded halls, people pushing,
Binder falling to the ground...
Life is like milk. It has an expiration date.
Or you could say that life's like a potato. yes, a...
I'm dying to see you come by and
I feel like screaming and crying...
Crazy things happen everyday
Each day somebody will have to say...
Crying
crying...