We all have a love for writing ,
our reasons to write are different...

I feel like I am being suffercated ,
very slowly for the past 12 years...

My eldest is a teenager ,
many emotions he is going through...

I know its wrong to want another ,
and I wouldn't dare to persue it...

The years just seem to fly by ,
no longer are they little babies...

My heart is aching ,
and I don't know what to do...

Though childhood life seems so easy ,
or so that is how childhood should be...

Watching the news ,
I heard a familiar name...

Reading through other peoples writes ,
have given me so much inspiration...

'Fitting in' is hard to do ,
being different should not matter...

Why is it that some loves are still forbidden ? ,
in a world that love at times seems so rare...

He's more than just a pet ,
he's my companion and best friend too...