Some situations cause us to feel trapped. How do we get the other person/people involved to understand that we’re not happy here????

Here’s a short poem for you.

The process of eating crab legs is more than a meal, it’s an experience.

Inspired by the remix of "what else is there" by Royskopp.

Some people need to just stop pretending; admit they are weak, lazy and irresponsible. Stop the pretense of being strong, caring and decisive leaders, be it on the job or in the homes.

Acrostic of my name. Made this one when I was sixteen. Happy reading! (:

I wrote this poem yesterday in response to my suffering.

"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind."
- Dr. Seuss.

This poem is about how pretense has become a part of everyday life and how "what you see is what you get" no longer exists.

There are some things you don’t see.