Building love and making memories, Until it all makes perfect sense. Then, realizing his dirty nails and ugly pants, he was deeply embarrassed and hid behind Soli, his heart beating in big thumps. If i cant write its something wrong with me… Its a natural comfort zone for me i love to rhyme but sometimes i dont. Graduation feels more like an ending to Dill than a beginning. To clad a pen as a weapon without reason, my fellow poets Is a crime beyond treason.
Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl. May Poem For The Hopeless. Featured Shared Story. I especially like Message Number 7. July Sometimes in life the road becomes slippery and you tumble and fall. You and me Make the perfect twosome. Bubbles that get them carried away with what they think is love, give them broken hearts.
Bubbles that continuously tell them that they are not good enough. This photo is depicting boys using technology to have a good time. You and me Are wonderful together. We were born into technology. You see a girl Who is crying for help She thinks she's alone She hurts herself.
Cardboard or a scrap of fabric Craft glue Paintbrush Cotton Very few aunts in this world have nieces who are also their best friends, late night phone buddies, and shopping mates. You might not understand it, you might just ask why That all I want to do, is just lay down and die I tried to get help; I tried to see the light Bubbles that continuously tell them that they are not good enough. Three girls have a friendship based on supporting one another to achieve their aspirations in life. As modern day teenagers, we seek out the deeper connections we yearn for through methods that older generations struggle to understand and mistake for addictions and flaws — such as social media — all for the sake of getting closer with the world and those around us.