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The first day of sixth grade blew in with the Autumn wind
It brought me running
Crashing headfirst into a new place
You've shown me the best
This world has to offer me
Everywhere I go
Your influnce follows me
Everything I do
Your words encourage me
Everything I say
Your thoughts flow through me
I rely on an unpredictable,
irreplaceable,
and sometimes seemingly non reciprocal relationship.
Yes, it seems abusive, but trust me we’re fine.
Does it sound selfish?
Yes.
I asked myself,
what drives you forward,
what gave you momentum?
And after all,
it was me.
I am my own martyr,
I am all the sleepless voices,
He's bigger than I, so they say
He's stronger than I, so they say
He's taller than I, so it seems
He's smarter than me, he truly is
He's the hero in my life
But he is my father to everyone else.
I was told being an extrovert was better.
But what they didn't know,
Was that the words were a heavy blow.
I didn't want to be "better"
To my father, my mother
My grandma, my little brother
Thank you for believing in me,
When I am too blind to see
I often can’t believe that I’m actually here.
Made Me Who I Am
There are many people
In and out of my life,
But they all have impacted me
curly haired boy reminds you of fire
but not the brightness of it
just the burning
and the aftermath
and the smell of something over cooked
Beneath the sun green spreads and sprouts,
It touches achromic objects with force.
The color radiates even through droughts,
Though eventually the color gives out.
Dear love ,
In every way you are everything I need
You allow me to lose myself in you and take lead
The way that my body moves in perfect sync with you
“Aaaaa-aaa-aa-aa-aa-le-e.” A woman’s voice pierced the silent air, softly and slowly getting louder.
“Aaaaa-aaa-aa-aa-aa-le-e,” sounded again, a heavenly horn summoning a multitude of angels.
I’ve fallen deep into a hole, looking toward the surface;
Who am I?
What have I become?
Nothing seems the same…
The worlds always crashing, then spinning, before falling,
And what's the chance any of this matters,
There's no matters, nothing to worry.
Because the roaring of every failure and silence of every request
Mentor.
It was the one word I felt I could call you.
Our bond was too strong for "teacher"
Friendship a forbidden term
Mentor was the only word fitting.
Savior.
My teacher is a guardian of curiosity,
Planting the seeds of knowledge,
But imbuing a desire to learn more,
Enlightening students in the marvels of the world.
Mr. Sean,
you are the coolest person I know.
When I met you, your hair had a streak of electric blue
and it was the most badass thing I’d ever seen,
An antagonizing demon festered a feeling of imminent destruction within this decaying body
Thank you.
Thank you to the guy that hurt me.
Thank you for every lonely night I stayed up crying,
And for everytime I caught you lying to me.
Thank you for showing me that I am worth way more than I though I was.
Dear Freddy,
I just wanted to say thank you,
since I never got the chance to.
You might have just been my neighbor,
but you were also my friend too.
When you passed I finally feared death,
The Definition of perfection,
And yet I get to call you my own,
You're just so filled with affection,
I think I might explode!
I call you my Mother,
A word meaning so much more,
