Poem Thursday 2

OK. I really don't know what to write.
If I'm perfectly honest,
I simply forgot.
Now I have 45 minutes to write an awesome poem.
Don't know if this'll happen.
Sor far it sounds like a rap in my head,
but isn't a rap
really poetry put to music?
I don't have much else to say
so I guess I'll say goodbye
to Poem Thursday 2.

I know it was really short
but I don't know what else to write.
I really just writing to write right now.
Try saying the last sentence
five times fast.
I'm really gonna go now.
It's time for bed.
I'll see you next time
probably around this time.

Growing Up

I have come to realize that I as I have gotten older, I have come to rely on my parents more. You would probably think that it would be the other way around, but not for me. I don't know when this started happening, but I know that it is. I usually feel that I am somewhat self-sufficient. I haven't asked my parents for spending money. I kept a pretty good control on my spending habits. I'm not sure of the exact amount, but I haven't spent too much. I have even learned to start eating what is in my room instead of what I have to spend money on. However, I had to ask my father today to help me pay for school. Why shouldn't he help me pay though? He is my father. He's the one that left all those years ago, leaving my mom to bring my sister and me up by herself. It just struck me as odd that he would have to pay for my school because I simply can't afford it. I never really thought about how expensive school really is. I never realized how hard it is to want to do something but not necessarily have the resources for it. I never realized just important it really is to have a budget. I don't know if this all means that I'm really becoming more dependent on my parents. Maybe it just means that I'm finally being able to rely on people to help me when I need it. I usually hate asking anybody, even my parents, for something when I feel I can do it on my own. I even applied for another job this summer so I can try to have a little more cash flow this summer. I don't know how that will work out. There's so many things going on. I might have to ask my father to help me get to England this time. I shouldn't have gone shopping. I would be ok if I hadn't gone shopping that day. I can't focus on that though. I just have to think about accomplishing what I want to get done. I want to accomplish my goal of getting to England. If that means that I have to ask my father for a little extra help, I will. We'll see how things go.

1st Poem Thursday

Welcome to the first poem Thursday! Here we go:

A Poem for Shoes
I look all around me
and I see them everywhere.
High ones,
low ones,
polka dotted too.
Cute and flirty,
they help me get from place to place.
I love having so many pairs.
What're these things you may ask?
They are my favorite pairs of heels.

It's Thursday

Hey guys! It's Thursday. Do you know what that means? That's right! It's the first week of the weekly poem thing that I'm doing and have no name for. Oh well. As it is only about an hour and a half into the first day of this, I don't quite have a poem yet. I know I've had a week to work on something, but I've been really busy. Today is a lot slower though so I should have time to write something today. That's all I really wanted to say. It's time for bed. Good night.

Poem a Week?

I've been watching a lot of youtube lately. I've been watching new people and loving old people more every day. One of the new people I've been watching is Ryan Seiler (www.youtube.com/user/theryanseiler). He's been doing a song every day since about the middle of April. I think that's really cool. It's kind of like BEDA/VEDA, but with music. Anyway, I thought about doing a poem every day. Then I remembered how well BEDA worked out for me, and I started rethinking that idea. My new idea is a poem every week. I think I've generally been pretty consistent about writing in this at least once a week. Starting on the first Thursday in May and every Thursday after, I'm going to write a poem. It may not be a good poem. I'm not even going to promise more than a few lines. All I'm going to promise is a poem about something in my life. More than likely, it'll be a person. I know I got the idea from Ryan, but I've never felt more compelled to do something written before in my life. I'm going to try this out, but I'm not making any promises once again. One poem every week for the month of May, at least. The poem will be something brand new. It won't be something I've been working on the whole week. Ok. That's it for now. I'll be back next week with a poem for you :)

A Poem for Mary

This is a poem that I wrote for my friend Mary. She really deserves it right now. Love you girl!

A Poem for Mary

Such a beautiful girl
and even better friend.
She only deserves the best.
That guy was worth it
at the time,
but he no longer is.
Just take some time
and a deep breath.
A much too beautiful girl
to be so sad.
Call all your friends
and know we're always here for you.
Feel better soon, love.
I miss the smile
that used to light up your face.

Write Write Write

It's been a few days, but I'm writing again. I think August will be a good month. I'm going to England, and my best friends Mary and Maytha are coming to visit me. I'm super excited!

I'm so tired right now. I don't have the energy to do anything. I'm ready to go back to my room and sleep. I don't really have anything to worry about. I have to...

I stopped in the middle of this post. I don't remember what I was going to say though.

Good night world.