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Title: Everything, Everything

Author: Nicola Yoon

Behind the Mastermind
1972,
some place in Jamaica,
came out a child,
never to know what she could become.

Being crafty as she grew,
came jewelry,
for her company,
writing just to write.

2015 came her book,
#1 bestseller for a year,
book turned movie
only to know,
there's more to come.
In the Beginning
Trapped 
in a room with no fresh air.
Stuck
in a house with no one but myself,
kids practically grow up outside
but the outside would be my ending.

Words
what I see everyday
Noises
the same I hear every hour
Things don't usually get old
but when he came,
they started to.
Things Change
Feeling
Development of emotions
something that happens quite a lot
but I wanted to be free.

Some things happened
Forbidden things
I didn't want to stay,
cooped up in a house like Rapunzel.

My life had already bee taken from me
nothing was stopping me from living it now.
I'm leaving
running
away from all problems.
Bye
Things have changed
time has gone
i'm still breathing
living
a wonderful lie
we all have our problems
try to run
it'll catch up
try to hide
they'll find you
they found me
in my time of weakness
I've been out for too long
i'm sorry you had to see me this way.
Taken
I'm still here
I've been taken back
I can't be seen again
no more contact is needed.

Lies
my life is a lie
everything my mom said
was a lie

I can't be here
I have to go
for my safety
18 years of my life,
gone.

Lessons
As we grow
we learn
we can't trust everything someone says
we cant believe it

Things grow
things change
don't let them scare you
push through them

And don't let the person you love leave
run after them
life is already unfair
why don't you stick it out with someone you love.
How I Feel.....
Books
have meaning
encourage
inform

This book in general
tells stories in one
says many things
without saying them.

It's up to you
do what you want
but I do suggest.
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Bathroom Pass

Am I leaving?
Am I gone for good?
Should I go?
Never come back again?
I need to leave,
never come back,
say goodbye,
I have lost my mind.
Slowing closing in,
slowing going insane,
slowing having hallucinations,
I need to go.
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21 Questions

Why do people have to go?
Why doesn't it matter?
Why do people think it's a joke?
Why do we just go without warning?
Who is it going to affect next?
What family is it going to ruin next?
When do we actually accept the fact?
Where do you think they go?
Why did they leave so early?
Who is going to get called next?
What death is going to affect the world next?
When are we going to become numb?
Where would it lead us?
Why did they have to go?
How are we supposed to handle it like this?
How are we supposed to continue life without them?
How do we make our next move?
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My Moms Perfume

My moms perfume,
what can I really say?
it smells lime heaven,
tastes like divine cuisine.
Why am I tasting it?
that's weird, 
but, it's fantastic,
I just can't stop.
I think I broke it, 
it has to be fixed,
she's going to notice,
I have to hide.
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Highschool

I'm waiting patiently for high school now,
I've waited for a long time, 
middle school is as sour as a lime,
I'm ready to leave.
I've been ready for a while now,
I've tested,
I've rested,
And I'm ready to bounce.
People have heard things about some schools,
just think about it,
I just want to fit,
a smart school is all I want.
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I Have A Dream

I have a dream,
children will be happy, 
they would have less stressed days,
kids will be respected by teachers and vice versa,
schools would be safer.
I have a dream,
no one would have to go home hungry,
they wont rely on school for food,
they wont have to beg for anything,
they wont live off of trash.
I have a dream,
the world would be a better place,
people would better understand,
parents and teachers would understand,
and kids will live stress free.
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To be me

To be me?
Either as tall as a giraffe or as small as a mouse,
As bright as a star or as empty as a brown box,
As sweet as a star fruit or as dry as a tumble weed blown in the wind.
What does it take to be me?
Do you have to be as athletic as a cow?
As old as time itself?
Have seen more realistic than not?
Or just have to kill to live?
Don't you want to be me?
While being in the mind of a 14 year old student,
the heart of a 7 year old, 
and the drive of a freshman on the varsity team,
I am me!
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