Was DifferentDid he really change
Or were you blind to his actions?
Did he really cut you down
Or were you always split in fractions?
Did you ever have a plan
Or did you always have distractions?
I ask because it seems the latter
based on your reactions.
Broke DateYou're fine with the broke girl for now
Fine with paying for things for now
You say you're okay with that in the future
But I wonder if you won't want your own turn
You're fine with me having no money you say
Fine with paying for things day to day
You have enough and so you're content
But I wonder how you truly feel after month's rent
I know you have dreams, wants, and needs
I just want you to completely honest with me
Do you keep score with what you give or get
When I start to get paid will you expect back payment?
RosesRoses are red, black, yellow, and pink
I think you're great, no matter what she thinks
Violets are blue, but purple should be their color
She needs to stop yelling, she's not your mother
Flowers come in so many colors bright
Tearing you down is not her right
With thorns of green, roses can fight
If this is her play, she's lost her sight.
GlassesIn this world of 20/20
You will find that there are plenty
Of people who have to wear
Glasses to make their eyesight fair
Most people with them aren't born
And when they need them they're a little torn
Do I get glasses, contacts or suffer?
I wish I had a better insurance buffer...
Glasses are expensive to replace
They sit smack in the middle of your face
Some are styling, some are pretty
Some make you seem professional or witty
Others cover half your head
And make you look like four-eyes instead
It's your choice what style you own
It's yours to make and yours alone
MorningThe sun rises over the horizon in the East. Rays reach over the trees, illuminating the tops of houses. It's such a beautiful sight, and she was glad she got to see it. She sat there for a long while, until the sun was hanging majestically higher as though trying to tell everyone it would be a beautiful morning.
She glanced down at her watch soon after and found it to be nearly 8 o'clock. She grabbed her shoes that she had laid next to her and carefully put them on each foot. She had until 10am to be at work, and she was already dressed.
She walked back to her home and ate a quick snack before descending into the town where she labored. "Good Morning!" Called out her manager as she stepped into the employee break area. She nodded towards him and clocked in. She was well known for not saying a word until Noon.
The morning was sacred to her.
Life in a New StateI am wandering.
It's been like this for days.
New streets, new houses
I am wondering
Where am I now?
I got lost on the way
Back to my new place
I am looking
At a map I bought
Last week to learn
All the new roads to wander.
I am gazing
Down the paved lane
Of the street I've been wandering
Looking at all the new driveways
I am finding
New parks and bike paths
That I'm excited to try out
On my new bike
I am walking
Back to my new place
It's strange how different everything is
In this new state
I am feeling
Warmer than I normally would
Because I'm further south
Loving this new weather
I am happy
Now that I'm away from
All the negativity
I like my new state
The Voice From the Top of the StairsI stood at the top of the stairs, staring down below. There was a girl there, struggling to climb up each step but never faltering. I felt for her. I had once been like that. Now it was my job to help her, like I had been helped before.
"Hey!" I shouted down the stairs. I knew from experience that she could not see me, or the bliss behind me. She looked up and around in confusion, unsure of where the voice had come from. "You can do it! Come join us up here! It's a great place!"
I saw her smile as she looked up. I knew she couldn't see us, but I knew she believed in the dream. She climbed onto the next steep stair leading to the top.
My business partner walked next to me. "Lot of raw talent in that one," he said, pointing down at the girl struggling on the stairs. He also shouted down to her. "Don't worry about falls dear! After every pit there's clear road! You'll get here! Don't worry."
His friend heard him shouting and decided he needed to add his commentary. "You can make it! You'l