In the morning rush, what a sight to behold,

A broken shoelace, all tangled and old!

With each step I take, a mournful sound,

Hobbling along, feeling earthbound.

Oh, the irony, the humor so dry,

In this tiny mishap, a dramatic sigh.

But fear not, I'll march on with flair,

In this comedy of life, I'll dare to care.

For even in shoelaces' tiny schemes,

There's a tale of dreams and broken seams....

In the quiet solace of a tear's gentle fall,

A world of emotions, both big and small.

Each drop a story, a whispered plea,

In the embrace of tears, we find our decree.

They shimmer like stars in the night's embrace,

A reflection of the soul's hidden grace.

In sorrow's depths or joy's sweet swell,

Tears carry the tales our hearts long to tell.

Through trials endured and battles fought,

In the sil...

I’m 17- 4 months away from the day when I’ll need to choose a “suitable job”.

My childhood dream was to be a princess, looking back, I wish I would have chosen something else. Being a princess isn’t exactly realistic, I’ve been trying to fulfill this fantasy since I was thirteen.

I have four months to do it. Four months.

Everyone in this town completed theirs. I don’t want to be a failure.

We m...

In twilight's grasp, our last embrace,

Echoes of Taylor's song, our silent space.

With tears in our eyes, like the lyrics convey,

We knew it was time to go our separate way.

As your lips met mine for the final time,

I felt the ache, like in her rhyme.

In that bittersweet moment, I felt the pain,

Of our last kiss, like drops of rain.

So farewell, my almost lover, in echoes of her art,

I'll carry ...

In a field of roses, filled with thorns,

Your snoring keeps me wide awake till morn.

Your socks on the floor, your loud chewing,

But still, I love you, despite your human doing.

Note: hey! I know I haven’t posted In a while! I’m working on my writing style :) 🎈☺️...

MEG:

College.

I’ve looked forward to this day since I was 13 years old watching the High School Musical scene, where they graduate high school.

I had designed my dorm and everything.

Obviously high school wasn’t at all like High School Musical. Lots of things had gone wrong.

The kind of things that send you plunging face first into an emo/grunge phase.

“Meg!”

I snap back to reality at dad’s vo...

“Happy birthday dear Penelope”

“Happy birthday to you!”

The only thing more akward than being sung happy birthday

Is when it’s not your birthday

Mom wanted desert,

But didn’t want to pay

So here I am,

Red as a tomato

At mom’s favorite place for Alfredo

I think I’ll sink into a personal hole

And pluck the hair from the waitress’s mole...

“Do you think the sun gets lonely up there?”

I knew it was a stupid question, but who knows? Mrs. Bea scoffed before responding “The sun is an inaminate object of course it does not get lonely”

I felt my face grow red and hot. The class snickered behind me. I would rather sink into a hole than sit in this cramped, sweat stenched classroom. To my relief, the bell rings right on time.

I decided to...

Flies

Flies

Flies

All day long

They sing their obnoxious fly song

All night long

They make believe Louis Armstrong

They buzz and buzz

And buzz some more

It’s gotten so bad that my ears are red and sore

Apparantley I’m unaware of their long long lore...

I don’t mean to embarrass you

Really, I don’t mean to,

But instead of Harry Potter

Try drinking some water

Or learn to sew

It comes in handy you know

You’ll make friends along the way

Not all of them have nice things to say

You’ll find yourself

And learn your lefts

From rights,

Jump on the trampoline

Instead of growing up...