snakebite16

This time this will not be a poem. I have a new project I am taking up that I am really passionate about. I will upload the document on here when I am done with it. For some insight of what it will be about; I am writing this to open the eyes of people who do not want to care. GBLT (gay, bi, lesbian, transgender) teens are being harassed every day by bullies who are no higher than they are. This country is supposed to be a free and equal country, we are far from that. Then there are people in so much need everywhere. We see adds on TV or Magazines all the time telling us about it, but we ignore what they say because we don't want to feel the

I thought that it was time, for me to write another rhyme. Whether this is relevant or not, but today, being creative is something I'm not. I am quite tired I feel, away to a nap I want to steal. Yet it is still early and there isn't a point, napping now would just disappoint. So I will wait for my pleasant rest, and put my guitar skills to the test. Sadly my skills are not professional, they are most definitely no exceptional. I guess I will read instead, at least it is something I do not dread. I bid thee farewell, whoever is reading this, it is time for me to escape into bliss. Oh wait before I leave here, I thought I'd s

Another day has come again, it is time for me to let life begin. Over and over I back down, from the call of life's simple sound. Time for me to take charge of myself, and stop wandering like a curious elf. Creativity shall be reserved for free time, time to focus and gather my mind. How many times have I tried to continue, only to come back and observe the view. I need to take that step towards success, as my mother says "try your best!" I still want to live carefree, but when you are me that just can't be. Oh well I guess it is time, for me to move on and change my mind. I have decided that my journal entries will be in the