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I frown and adjust my crown. My spirit shattered, but made no sound.
Counting my blessings, but my soul is down.
A sadness so deep, so profound.
Losing weight by the minute, I'm already down 80 pounds.
nobody understands me
it seems like sometimes im an alien
no matter how hard i try
something always get lost in translation
whys it so hard for them to see
we're really not all that different
Dear Husband,
You say we are a team and that our hardship days will end soon.
The harder we work together, the better our future.
Something in my gut tells me to just run away, move on and find someone less difficult
but then a spark of hope ignites in my heart and says
I have a dream, i will try hard to reach.
I'd like to tell you so listen and please take a seat.
I am a black belt in taekwondo, it's an olympic sport you know.
So it has to be obvious where I want to go.
Just another second and the bell is going to ringJust another hour and you are done for the night,
This is in the mind of the wisest people
Working hard and having patience
Believing in what you do and achieving success
It's never too late if you have not started
Every morning he wakes up and sighs,
To God he constantly prays.
He hopes that today is the day he won’t lament,
Because finally someone will notice his talent
As he shares his beautiful voice with the world
I wake up every morning,
I see my Mom smile,
My Daddy had passed away,
Its been awhile,
My Mom says she's not tired or hungry from work,
But inside, I know she's very hurt,
Hard work, you can get anywhere if you have it
It is something you have to admit
And if you commit
Surely you will be happy
And I can bet
I want to be remembered
I am aspirannt , determined and driven.
I am a young lady with goals and a dream.
I have been taught to work hard
My whole life, no matter what.
I was told that my hard work would pay off
And it would all be worth it.
All of my friends tell me how "lucky" I am, because I'm so "smart"They think that because my grades are better than theirs that I'm "gifted"
What is beauty?Magazines, movies, TV will have you believeIt is a mold:Flawless skin, no blemishes, no poresBodies so thin you get hungry on their behalf
Oh, the intensity that I feelThe sweat dripping down my faceI concentrate on the stealNo, it does not include a base
Who Is That Girl?
If I asked different people what they thought about me they would all be different.
You are my oasis.
The sky is blue, blue waters, bright sand,
you are the water that turns my desert into a beach,
you, shade of the leaves that rewrites trials into isles of paradise,
Thirty Thousand two hundred forty minutes,
The length of five hundred and four hours,
A total of twenty-one days,
Three weeks yet a lifetime.
The shiny hardwood floor smells of my biggest dreams.
Had a lot of disappointment in my life,
not graduating tops it,
I cry a million times,
but who hears me,
It does not matter how many times I clear my mind,
it always seems to come back,
I just want to thank you for the chance to tell you about who I am and what I’m trying to accomplish. I’m assuming that even if you didn’t ask me, you must have wanted to know who I really am?
Have you ever,
Taken a step back for the gratitude of your own work.
Taken a step back,
For the appreciation of the piers.
For a wider look on the world,
A look that digs underneath false notifications.
This horse holds spirit rumbling real strong
A loud neigh and a frightful sight, he rears
He is young and unsure of what is right and wrong
Do not be scared dark horse, for i am here.
It can't be done.
You can't act in films.
You're from Missouri, where dreams grow to die, like weeds under the sun.
They shout so loud, it bounces off the stars, meaning I can't even sleep to dream at night.
I have the chance to change one thing in this world.
I have the chance to change one thing in this
big
messed up
beautiful
world.
So I jump up,
throw my arms in the air,
I pity the fools who tried to rob me of my innocence,
Of my hope for a society -
For a world -
Where I'm not judged by the color of my skin or the mysterious voices I look to for guidance;
Life changes in the blink of an eye
One day you're here
The next you're there
So what if that all changed
What if your dream came true?
The dream of owning a store
She works harder than ten men combine
Working night and day till her knees break and hands swell
Living in a cardboard box with only the clothes on her back
Mom's dream for child
All coming true, but money
The struggle, over.
There's a kid who sits
In the back of every math class
He doesn't talk to anyone
He does all of his homework
It’s the hardest job in the world
In the hot sun all day
Digging, plowing, working, and tilling
They take a short break
Hard times forced me to mature
Now I'm making use of all opportunities trying to assure
Myself of a bright future
Keeping the 4.1 and looking at universities
Aim to be an engineer to see the bright days afar
How do you know what to choose
From all the options thrown at you?
Where do you want to go?
What do you want to do?
It's all up to you.
For everything that you're worth,
I wake up at 6:00 in the morning.
I know hard work
I shuffle from class to class and fight that need for sleep.
I get out of school at 2:05.
From 6 -2 I deal with high school.
Time winds down. Tick. Tock.
Crunch time, ten seconds on the clock.
Pass the ball then take the shot.
Swish! Autographs in the parking lot.
Everyone sees all the smiles and cheers,
Coma..
Your body next to me, It's like a dream,
So warm, so soft, I never want to escape,
This suffocating feeling of embrace,
You breath on my cheek,
You doby twitches, so slightly
Always building me up, Just to tear me down
Sweat running down my body
Always filled my eyes with tears
Bruises all over my body
I use to run and hide
Yet, you seemed to find me
You only write once,
that's the name of the game;
And in all actions in life,
all you have is your name.
So in all things that you do,
do it so that you're proud.
Because at the end of the day,
Lacrosse is my favorite sport
I love running and I love to score
Without lacrosse my life would be a bore
I never want to quit I only want more
When I am on the field I run as fast as I can
My teachers always used to get mad,
Because homework wasn't something I always had.
Its too hard, I need help, and I don't understand,
But excuses is all the teacher would comprehend.
I wasn’t the happiest kid in middle school
School subjects increased in difficulty
Especially math
What is the Pythagorean Theorem again?
How do I figure out the radius of the circle for a second time?
No, I don't run fast, but I am always moving toward my future;
I've never been truly talented, but I'm always trying to push myself;
And I have no idea how to achieve my dreams, but I will always try to reach them.
Life is a control
We hold the power over ourselves in our hands
But there’s no anytime use power button
Although there is that little button some people resort to
When they just can’t handle it anymore
Bragging rights are rights for a reason,
I work hard day to day, quarter to quarter, season to season.
The “overachiever?” The “teacher’s pet?” The “know it all?”
Go ahead, I’ve been called them all.
I'ts more than a game,
It's a passion.
I step on my mat, hungry for victory.
Speed and strength is my disease...
I attack like a beast with an assassin's mentality.
