Can I?

Can I open my eyes and not see gray?

Can I open my eyes to a bright sunny day?

Can I open my eyes and see all that’s around?

Can I open my eyes to see the sky and the ground?

Can I open my mouth and speak words left unspoken?

Can I open my mouth and sing songs of things broken?

Can I open my mouth to smile away?

Can I open my mouth to speak just for today?

Can I hear with my ears all the beautiful sounds?

Can I hear with my ears leaves crunch on the ground?

Can I hear with my ears the birds in the sky?

Can I hear with my ears all the reasons why?

 

The day she dies

Tears mask her face
Bruises sleeve her arms
Thoughts cushion her brain
Yet no one feels her pain

Screams fill the halls
dents cover the walls


But no one hears her cries,
Until the day she dies

Summer days

Long fragile branches blow in the wind, tall strands of grass lay flat to the earth. Everything is calm and quiet, a beautiful summers day is awaiting you. The sun is shining and the birds are chearping while all else lye silent and peaceful. The sound of laughter will soon be carried through the warming gusts of wind. The smells of the cold and salted ocean hover gently through the air, as the sound of the ocean waves crash aggresivly against the rocky shores. The sun has yet to rise and so the day has yet to begin its surprise. There are games to be played and fun to be had all in a summers day. 
All is now awake and starting the days mysterious activities. Children run frantically through the unplowed meadows playing a game of tag. Couples walk the long shorelines of the ocean watching the beautiful scenery. Birds fly circles watching all of the activity going on far below, and the animals play games of hide and seek amung the tall trees and colorful flowers of the woods. The sun has hit its peak and has now begun to set. Once again the day is all quiet and peaceful until the sun rises agin the next morning to start all over again.

Underneath the Surface

       On the surface everything is good and happy. They play it off
like they are ok. Everyday of their life they put on a fake smile
and took life as it was handed to them. But as they grew things
got harder to hide,everything began to fall apart. All of the good
things in life began to fade, and then there was nothing but the
fake smile. And then nothing at all, everything was lost and would
never be the same.

Fitting In

      The world is like a never ending maze. Theres no way out but always a way in, or so it seems but with alot of things theres always a way out but not always a way in. Such as being "popular" theres always going to be something that you can do to get out of it, but getting in is alot harder than it seems. It seems like everyone just wants to fit in but what is really fitting in? Nobody really "fits in" if they are being themselves because, everyone is different. We all have our own weirdness like nobody else. So in a sense fitting in is kinda stereotypical.

Goals

       As far as goals go I think that my main goal is to get comfortable being up in front of the class. I have really bad stage fright so when I am in front of a class I get choked up and can't talk right. I have always been bad at talking in front of a class but I am hoping that this class will make it easier for me to speak in front of a group of people.