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Love is fragile you have to fight for it you must learn to be agile if you arent you could lose it all remembering all youve done knowing for someone you could be the one love can be tiring
In the words on Jean Piaget, "The principle goal of education in the schools should be creating men & women who are capable of doing new things, not simply repeating what other generations have done." And for that, our modern-day school system
I'm trying to breathe but I can't Gave me a tracheostomy for life but I still can't  breathe Put me on life support but it can't  support me cut it off and  let me . . .
Dear life to be lived you’re a stranger The life I have lived left me numb Beatings and insults brought anger But t’was when I gave up that they won   Dear life to be lived am waiting
Hungry am I For something to fuel my soul. A longing for a passion. What was once a raging fire Is now a flickering flame. It is not enough,
Wake up! Cling to the hours of the day, You're going to wish you had laid Down sooner, before the sun said hello.   Pace, faster, keep from running disaster, You're final goals you're after,
Chapter one   Its like the room runs out of air. A dream that turns into a nightmare. A fight that I just couldn’t win. I tread so hard but I can’t swim.  
My teacher always said,   Go home and write A whole bunch tonight And let words flow form you- Then, it will be true.   I have lived in St. Louis for nine years.
The human eyes allow us to see and the spiritual one allows us to perceive. As a result, I wake up with desire to grow up to be,  is the greatest instiller in all of history.
I am the scars my parents put on me as a child. From the abuse mentally and physically. Little did they know they scarred me sociologically too.  
Who am I? I cry Why don’t I know Which way to go? I feel low. In life. Why can’t I see
I want to be remembered   I am aspirannt , determined and driven. I am a young lady with goals and a dream.
The life of a young woman is boundless and untamed There is no way of telling where she will go next or who she will become The crazy twirl that destincts Who she is   The girl I was years ago is gone
"Perfection is only attainable through hard work" Said a guy I knew who had a few screws loose. "If attained others will go berserk!" Said the same guy as he was listening to blues. The word always crosses my mind
Who am I to become?   This answer I wait to come..   As I wait I think all day   I have to prove them all my way   The way to make them say   Wow she actually did over come
“You walk funny.” These words have plagued my school experience. No one knows the reason behind this walk, They don’t know that my muscles don’t work and I’m slower than the rest
For fourteen years I saw your f
I walk on this lonely road
The future is a monster is a monster in my head, I can lose focus of the curriculum that I once though was a load of shipped work. The future is the demon that provokes my stress.
"I write to convey my thoughts on what I see in the world,all of the pains, hypocrisy, and all eschalons of beauty, especially that in nature.
There are wonders in this little world that apply to the lifestyle of an endangered oblige although we submerge beneath it all as a water cascades upon its fall and the life of a tree slowly escapes,
I know this is not the life you wanted for me I still hope you're proud of me I've tried my best Now I'm finally focused on myself I've always wanted to be the girl My parent's would be proud of
I push and I push,
Life is a struggle
mandatory they say, meaningful they say, it'll take you there they say,                                              were you want to be and were your checkpoint awaits.                                                                          but
Life isn't about finding yourself Life is about creating yourself It gets hard Living in a world that's wrapped up in a system that we didn't create
I strive because I write.I strive because I don't run.I strive because I'm different.I strive because I'm someone.It's not a competition,And if it is, it's against me.I look into the mirror,
We the invisible While unforgettable it is easy to forget we are there The misfits the world never bothered what to do with Forgetting our existence while counting us statistics Misplaced we traverse unknown plains
Some winds will blow your boat forward, while others can send you back shoreward. Plenty will bring along waves and rain, making it hard to sail smoothly again. Regardless of what nature may bring,
People in life sometimes need a shine. You don't have to a star nor even a dime. As kid you grow, and find whats inside. Go on little kids, show how you can shine. Show the world and life that theres nothing to hide.
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