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...