A morningful poem about how society see’s an outsider.

Sometimes realationships are destined to fail for so many different reasons, but sometimes love is so blind that you can’t even see when someone is so wrong for you that they change you into a person that not even you like anymore. Sometimes you have to look in the mirror and look at the person you used to be to see who you want to be now.

So no one will give it to me?… Fine! I’ll make my own! And I’ll make it better!

A description of my point of view on the world.

Every time I go somewhere, she is there with me but against me.

About me leaving High School and how it was sad to see myself and others leave. We were there for five years. And now, it was the time to leave. Last month it marked a year since I left. And a lot has changed. A lot.