Poetry.

Our perception of time changes, even though time itself is the same. Why?

A little poem of what I have been going through with always going on and off about being sad and happy, so this reflects my feelings along with others who feel the same way.

You should always go with how you feel inside.

We had to write a poem for class, contrasting two opposites; I chose love, and lust.

A poetic version of a crazy opposite world.

To overcome the challenge in life is only half the battle.

When opposites come together it can be so explosive!!

I have never forgotten who you are.

Glass vs. silk.