Handsome with flowery words, But his flowers are pale blue and poison, Compliments with a falling façade, They carve into me, layer by layer, Grasping onto my fleeting attributes, Attributes...

it all goes by the same now, day after day, it’s become routine. these walls surround me,  and i stay trapped between. discontent, i come back to the present beauty, i see it in the sunrise   every...

I remember I couldn’t cry without thinking of her. It’s not that she’s a terrible person. That’s simply just not the case. To be honest, she’s the kindest little white girl I know. Savannah Kassady...

   There’s a certain danger in assimilation I think assimilation is far too dramatically used at least in most times’ case There's a comfort in being normal And a shame in being an unexpected...

  It is a tradition to keep our hair long in times of peace. In war, we cut it short. A ruler’s long hair shows patience and wisdom. We take pride in it, the devotion to our long hair shows our...

I lost track of time, too many questions had been left unanswered. I arrived in a calmer part of town just as the stars began to appear. With Eira still not in sight, there was something eerie about the...

                                     When I was little, I twisted a little girl’s arm. She said Camp Rock sucks, What was I to do.                    ...

I just wish I could get lost somewhere. I know there’s not any point in trudging through this world day after day, like being trapped in a snowstorm with the thick frost feathers swallowing up your knees.  And...

I was running late for work for the third time this week when I got caught up at the intersection of 42nd Street and 5th Avenue. The light turned green, so I knew I couldn’t cross, even though jaywalking...