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I am a very sarcastic person by nature so don't take me too seriously :) I enjoy making people laugh and I can't go a day without writing something. I also love to read anything and everything that I can get my hands on. I'm going to college to play basketball,

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Destiny: 1 of 158

Who decides who is born to shine? Is it set high in the sky amongst the stars? Children grow to fill in the large shoes set out for them. But many disappear, and I wonder where the dreams go: if hey lose their path or melt away. When young anything seems possible, and no dream is too big. Somewhere along the way children gro...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Childhood memories: 8 of 111

"A characteristic of the normal child is he doesn't act that way very often."-Unknown "Human beings are the only creatures on earth that allow their children to come back home." -Bill Cosby At the wise age of 2 years, I had a steady boyfriend/husband-like figure. My neighbor, Greg, and I spent every waking moment together, g...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Change: 21 of 189

What if the world were different, everyone was blind. No one judged anyone by their looks but rather they got to know their mind. No one had time to judge by color or by race. They got to know people by their hearts instead of by their face. What if the world were different, no one knew the word fight. War did not exist, no ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Glimmers of hope: 12 of 102

Hope is holding on when you're sure that they've let go. That lonely kid staring out the car window. Counting the blades of grass as they go by. The look on a child's face lighting up their bright eyes. Drawing a picture of the beautiful sunset to hold the picture on your mind. Waiting up by the phone only to find that there...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Loneliness: 129 of 541

She walks on the sidewalk and steps on every crack along the way, because it feels like the right thing to do. She no longer wonders why the drivers in passing cars don't seem to see her. She stops to stare up at the clouds, because they are looming just like her future. The little boy from across the way carved his name in ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Inspired by J. D. Salinger: 1 of 4

"I'd just be the Catcher in the Rye and all. I know it's crazy but that's the only thing I'd really like to be"-Holden Caulfield Be careful on the descent, on the way down- it's quite steep. Falling, falling, falling further, falling, falling, falling deeper. Into the deep hole we fall and nobody notices at all. This lost so...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Today's society: 7 of 26

Just so everyone knows, this is a rap, that's why some of the grammar is incorrect. Where is the love in the world today? I don't wanna look up when all I see is gray. God be crying for ya'll, Satan be lying to ya'll. Full of empty promises, he won't be there when you fall. Out on the streets you know it's rough. Can't go tw...
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Lack of sanity: 21 of 69

"Some family trees bear an enormous crop of nuts."-Unknown In light of certain recent events, I will exploit My Pop Pop for the entertainment of others. I know he will not take this offensively. My Pop Pop is a wonderful man that comes around during the holidays and other special occasions. He spreads holiday cheer to all. A...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Depression: 198 of 630

Loneliness is the song of all the traveling writers journeying through life. It gives my solemn heart something to write about time and time again. Oh, how "table for one" became my most overused phrase, and the lone bar stool became my most popular home. Expression is everything, unless your face is painted like a stone sta...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Last chance: 6 of 19

The safety of routine, never stray from the path. Strap on your seatbelt and never take the plunge. Your bungee is tight, the world is before you. The breath of new air will never flow through your lungs. Take this chance, just once.