(Short chapters)

CHAPTER 1:

It was a cold rainy day at school today but for me at least it made me feel better and calm. The pitter-patter of the rain on the roof was at least distracting.

The bell rang,the awfully loud bell rang. “Sigh” I said. I gotta get to class.. so I ran down the stairs to my locker ONLY just to go back upstairs “😒” “they gotta change this schedule”

...

Who are you?

You are not two

You are not you say you are

I’m trapped in a jar

I cannot breathe

I am the beneath

You are the manipulator

I am the navigator

You are not my friend

You are a foe

This may be the end

You will mold the dough

But I am the dough.....

You lose a item

Thats alright

You lose a loved one

That’s not fine

You lose your friend

That hurts..

You lose your time

Thats okay

You lose your life

…...

The color of grass

The color that should last

The foliage of life

The color veggies that you cut with a knife

Green....

The sculptor will mold us

He shall do what he must

That sculptor is our Influencers in life

It will see if we’ll survive the strife

We are the clay

We are in making

We will stay

If they will heal our aching

One wrong move it could go all wrong

So we long

For our sculptor to make us perfect and just

He shall do what he must...

Boredom is a trial

You must face it in life

Take an extra mile

It’s an easy strife

Grab a pen and paper

It will be a shaper

Play a hand game

There’s no one to blame

Start a conversation

Talk about the nation

So if your bored there’s no way

That you can’t think all day...

The quite silence can be calming and relaxing

But it also could be stressing

Tension could be in the air

Because life isn’t fair

The silence over a river

Is very different

Just a sliver

Of indifference

Can make the silence grow cold

So it was told.....

I was always different..Everyone had numbers on the head predicting when they were to pass away.But I was the only one who could see them.

And when I were to touch someone their number would go down. And to top it all off I couldn’t die no matter how hard I tried I just couldn’t.....

When it was recess ,

I would go to play,

With the other kids,

That were my age,

The kids on the monkey bars

The ones who climbed

On the places that say they shouldn’t and they’d lie

Some would watch the cars

And some would just slide

Maybe they would spin,again,again,and again

Until they pretend to die

Some were really morbid

And some wouldnt stop doing cartwheels

Some would family and make...

The stargazing night

The glitter in your eye

Makes me feel your light

I try to hold tight

But you are my shield, my love

I’ll fight for you

But you are my strength

I am just a dove and your the sky

You will always carry me up high

And when its storming

You are the tree

You are my shelter my plea

Or when I go to far away from you

You will still see me through

Dear love I bid you well

and I ...