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Death... I learned about how unhappiness has led to death when the boy I once went to school with killed himself because no one listened.  Decisons...
I can say a lot of things have changed over the past year. I can say I’m at least a little different from how I was back then. From Junior year to my final Senior days, I’ve been through a lot.
The commencement of my year one call disturbing in message fifteen years old, one hundred pounds my lover's younger sister had nearly drowned at the hands of herself and inebriants
Only yesterday feeling eight or three, But here I am, turning seventeen. So many changes have happened in the past year,
Snowflakes are one-of-a-kind, And so are humans, At least, That's what they tell us. But,  We have this imaginary scale That we all measure up to.   Sometimes,
The former year ending in the same place it had began the year before, In the home of a friend that's far more worthy to be a sister, Another friend stayed that night and in her slumber
The mastery of listening is love's cornerstone And in the past year I've heard new things, visited new sites But, perhaps most of all, I have heard poetry- Not just any verse, it's poetry of the people!
2016 led so many astray, While I’ve only begun to find my way. What started with goodbye, that was fleeting, Ended with the most sincere greeting; To starting again, Moving past “remember when.”  
One year passed, and the world could have used more of me, but I forgot to listen To listen to the billions of other lives What about their stories?
The way she walks transmogrifies My brain into soft clouds and kites When below is where reality lies Sweetly, strongly, in those silt brown eyes   Around those black river rocks, madsmoothed
I’m different now. I find myself searching for the peace I used to have The peace that was given to me The peace that surpassed understanding. I find myself struggling to find optimism
This great big world has gotten bigger With newchallenges, risks, and leaps of courage At times it seems like I lose my place I struggle and fail and cant seem to find the best path Bur I am not lost
Im not really known  but your gonna know a bit about my life, some struggles and some pains, the things I had to fight . Im not here to complain, im only here to explain,
I'm just a girl in the petals my beauty falls deep, more than the firm curves  of my body, but inside of me. I'm just a girl in the petals with a heart of pure gold, but in all reality gold is malleable it cannot fold.
Went into the year with a head full of steam, caught up in myself like a normal teen. Valedictorian sister, left for college and I missed her. Grades began to tank, so my self esteem sank.
All were hunched in fear as we looked and saw Our eyes glued to the pixels counting down The end. My father’s face began to sink,
Over the course of time, These twelve months in this last year, I've had some obstacles to climb And I have conquered some of my fear.   In this year gone past, I've gone through quite a lot.
Didn’t you hear? Up is actually down, And firm no’s… actually just mean yes You can do whatever you want,
Left or Right. Up or Down. There is no middle ground. Feminism or Misogyny. Racism or Tolerance. There is no middle ground.
My year has been tragic The absolute opposite of magic. Filled with constant fear and pain with nothing left for me to gain. I could do nothing but complain, Even though i was going to go insane.
When I was sixteen years damned my youthful soul was froze over my curtains were always drawn and even my demons searched for cover. I cared not for the future being, the self I would become
Death consumed my family, the loss eating us alive Insecure and full of hate Always sad, never ending tears Confusion and anger Hurt and alone this is who I was  Happy and content seems to go faster... I run out of day, even though I see the light beam through my window. Time...just seems to go as the colorful leaves fall from the fast.
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