A poem written in a college poetry class about the journey of life.

Thoughts of a sunny afternoon where the past and future seem to be mixed and if things could have been different, why weren’t they? Somewhat poetic but mostly just thoughts.

Anxiety is an awful state of mind. It can make you feel trapped in yourself, your lost dreams. This is a poem that I wrote, that I think explains it perfectly.

Comaprriosn of the countries Holidays.

After the abuse where do you go? After the abuse what can you do with your life.

I’ve been unemployed for a whole year now, want to know how life’s been?

ABC.

The Background of some of X’s life based from the EAC rp forums.

This is a daydream of a student in a classroom. (all fiction)
Enjoy!

God it sucks.