As time moves forward it makes me wonder how much can it change a person. Or what it can change. When I look back to my past it gets me thinking abouthow much I have changed over the years. My perosnality to the type of people I am around.
Back when I was younger I had a lot of anger issues. I still do but over time I have been able to control them for the most part. I used to be good at school but that has changed dramatically as well. Now I am on the edge of failing my junior year of high school. It really does become a growing issue and it seems no matter where I look there is just no way out.
I want to make ths clear that I am not writing this to make people feel anything I just want to make a oint with how much you change over the course of your life whether youare aware of it at first or not. If you you are one of those people that don't see it then you really just give it sme major thought.
You should think about what you want to become in the future or what you have already become. Start taking notice in yourself instead of others if you are one of those people. This isn't an article just for me it's to spread some clarity.
I know people myself included that just don't know who they are anymore. It just seems like people like me only find some clarity on ourselves not every little detail.
I am lost right now. I have no idea what to do after high school but I am trying to ush through it as much as possible. The only thing I know I am good at is writing but that won't take me too far in life.
I wouldn't mind any opinions anyone has on this article and there will be more writings like this. In fact i would really enjoy hearing what people ahve to say about this. I would like to see more people out there like me.
Back when I was younger I had a lot of anger issues. I still do but over time I have been able to control them for the most part. I used to be good at school but that has changed dramatically as well. Now I am on the edge of failing my junior year of high school. It really does become a growing issue and it seems no matter where I look there is just no way out.
I want to make ths clear that I am not writing this to make people feel anything I just want to make a oint with how much you change over the course of your life whether youare aware of it at first or not. If you you are one of those people that don't see it then you really just give it sme major thought.
You should think about what you want to become in the future or what you have already become. Start taking notice in yourself instead of others if you are one of those people. This isn't an article just for me it's to spread some clarity.
I know people myself included that just don't know who they are anymore. It just seems like people like me only find some clarity on ourselves not every little detail.
I am lost right now. I have no idea what to do after high school but I am trying to ush through it as much as possible. The only thing I know I am good at is writing but that won't take me too far in life.
I wouldn't mind any opinions anyone has on this article and there will be more writings like this. In fact i would really enjoy hearing what people ahve to say about this. I would like to see more people out there like me.
A little bit on what Sayuri looks like:)
Feel like falling,
but sure to stand fast.
Feel like letting go,
but afraid of the rash,
Feel like giving up,
but afraid to sleep,
Want to jump,
but afraid to of falling off way to deep.
Sometimes life takes me in weird directions,
but knowing me, its all imperfections.
Sometimes emotions cloud every single thought,
and knowing my actions, I’m here to rot.
Forever will my mistakes continue to haunt me,
standing here, I now see.
What if things could be different next time?
Would it then, take a lifetime?
but sure to stand fast.
Feel like letting go,
but afraid of the rash,
Feel like giving up,
but afraid to sleep,
Want to jump,
but afraid to of falling off way to deep.
Sometimes life takes me in weird directions,
but knowing me, its all imperfections.
Sometimes emotions cloud every single thought,
and knowing my actions, I’m here to rot.
Forever will my mistakes continue to haunt me,
standing here, I now see.
What if things could be different next time?
Would it then, take a lifetime?
Izzy POV
It was about 12:01. I was going out to howl at the moon. When i walked outside, i saw a note. Iread it aloud.
Meet me in the woods at midnight.
love,
Your secret admirer
me:Wow,i have a secret admirer. maybe its owen. No wait, cody! no no, JUSTIN!!! or trent. What about Geoff?
I wondered all the way there. then, i tripped on a leg.
me:AHHH!
duncan: hey there babe.
izzy: what? oh, hi duncan. now, whos the secre admirer?
duncan: your looking at him.
me*laughs*okay, okay. you got me. now, who is it?
duncan:me.
me:oh, really?duncan: uhu!
3rd person
izzy: oh, okay then are you sure?
duncan; yes babe.
izzy: okay then
duncan: so,
izzy: you wanna make out.
duncan:okay
*2 hours later*
*2 more hours alter*
izzy: okay well that was fun
duncan: yeah, uh, so, see you later.
izzy:okay
duncan: yeah.cool. okay then, bye!
izzy: bye.
*15 min later*
both: I LOVE U! *start making out*
It was about 12:01. I was going out to howl at the moon. When i walked outside, i saw a note. Iread it aloud.
Meet me in the woods at midnight.
love,
Your secret admirer
me:Wow,i have a secret admirer. maybe its owen. No wait, cody! no no, JUSTIN!!! or trent. What about Geoff?
I wondered all the way there. then, i tripped on a leg.
me:AHHH!
duncan: hey there babe.
izzy: what? oh, hi duncan. now, whos the secre admirer?
duncan: your looking at him.
me*laughs*okay, okay. you got me. now, who is it?
duncan:me.
me:oh, really?duncan: uhu!
3rd person
izzy: oh, okay then are you sure?
duncan; yes babe.
izzy: okay then
duncan: so,
izzy: you wanna make out.
duncan:okay
*2 hours later*
*2 more hours alter*
izzy: okay well that was fun
duncan: yeah, uh, so, see you later.
izzy:okay
duncan: yeah.cool. okay then, bye!
izzy: bye.
*15 min later*
both: I LOVE U! *start making out*
I remember the times of the i love you's
and times when it was i hate you.
But you come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights you stayed.
The child in me, from the times you loved me.
The debt you owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time you spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that you are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when you apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.
and times when it was i hate you.
But you come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights you stayed.
The child in me, from the times you loved me.
The debt you owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time you spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that you are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when you apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.
This is a peom I wrote for a competition at my school. Tell me what you think of it, please?
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Have you felt the torture of hate?
Like a poisonous cloud, it will wait,
Until you burn in the flames of fury.
Then it will creep up and incapacitate.
Alas! You will choke, and don’t try to deny your anger.
It is too late.
Hate is like grasping a red hot coal,
Intent on throwing it at another soul,
Instead it is you, yourself, who burns,
Then your own anger shall take its toll,
You’ll bring about your every mistake and failure.
You’ll be alone.
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Have you felt the torture of hate?
Like a poisonous cloud, it will wait,
Until you burn in the flames of fury.
Then it will creep up and incapacitate.
Alas! You will choke, and don’t try to deny your anger.
It is too late.
Hate is like grasping a red hot coal,
Intent on throwing it at another soul,
Instead it is you, yourself, who burns,
Then your own anger shall take its toll,
You’ll bring about your every mistake and failure.
You’ll be alone.
"I could see the sorrow in his perfect blue eyes,something was wrong."
"You know... I'm not...the one you love...so...that's why...it's time for me... to leave......" -Zelos
