05. OutsidesEveryone notices the physical features of a person. Let me tell you a story, a cycle that happens in everyday life to everybody.
For some, girls are lucky. They have smooth skin, slim figure, pretty smile, pretty eyes, and pretty legs. They're adored by everyone and people want to be like her.
There aren't many pretty girls out there who have great personalities. Most girls tend to bully and judge others, thinking they're better than everyone else, and thinking the world revolves around them.
I'm not one of those girls. I have pimples, kinda thin, decent eyes, and a few crooked fingers. There are pretty girls at the school I go to, but most of them, as I mentioned above, are just bullies. A pretty face is destroyed when you have an ugly heart.
Everyday I'm judged for the simplest things. I don't like to think about what they judge me for, because then I just become an unhappy, hopeless person. I always remember the wonderful friends and family I have, who love and care for me no matter
Tall and ProudThey say I'm too Catholic,
They say I'm too shy.
Nothing I do pleases them;
All they do is turn me away.
They can do all that;
I'm not gonna waste my time thinking about it.
For why dwell on unimportant things and people,
When better things await,
And people I don't think about are waiting to be there for me?
To everyone who thinks they can push me around,
You may succeed;
But what will you do,
When I stand right back up again?
You might get frustrated and try all the harder,
Or you might get bored of the silly game you're playing...and losing.
So take your best shot;
I'm wide open.
You'll just keep on wasting your time trying to pull me down and keep me there,
And when I get up I'll just laugh in your faces and keep on walking...
Tall and proud.
If I had my own Remote ControlIf I had my own remote control,
I'd flip through the channels
Of my innocent childhood,
Where worries and accidents were small.
I'd re-watch my 3rd birthday,
With chocolate cake on my fingers,
And family all around,
Singing happy birthday.
I'd flip through once more,
And see how I've grown;
How the pain I went through
Only made me stronger in the end.
I'd go to channel 15,
And re-watch the day I saw him for the first time;
I'll smile and say to myself,
"I'd go back to that year any day."
And when I am done,
I'd set the remote down
And smile the whole day long,
And remember my life as a simple song.
Spring Poetry ContestI didn't sleep the night before,
For I was thinking about you.
I was imagining how it would be like
To have you by my side this Easter morn.
I imagined us taking a walk,
And holding hands
And whispering sweet words into each other's ears,
And giggling and teasing.
I imagined us lying in the grass;
I'd kiss your sweet lips,
And you'd hold me tight,
And tell me you loved me.
But you are far, far away;
I'll spend my Easter without you,
Only with my family,
And I'll stay home.
Just because you're far,
Doesn't mean I shouldn't enjoy this glorious day,
For I have reason to be happy,
Because He has risen.