My Dad is
Coming into town I need to finish painting the porch Â
also I need to re paint the restroom use white paint in the rr and possibly attempt mowing the lawn again
havent done that since I lived at my grandma's house
have to make Zuzzeth a playlist
Under the Bridge
Yesterday when I was singing I felt like the birds were singing along
im here wt my favorite tree
i got to see a new side of it since the creek dried
im sad I didn't visit it enough while it was here
in a way I'm happy because my tree gets a break and is able to root itself in the dirt better w/o the sand loosing its way too much wt the current
because the creek dried I get to see what happened to that branch
i could've sworn it had another branch and o couldn't remember but now that the creek has dried I see it there and know I was right
when the water's gone it makes me sad but I wonder if the tree appreciates it all the more when it's there it's roots are so intricate that I'm sure its stored the goods the water brought it
i want to sing here but I don't want anyone to hear me
its not the same as being under the bridge the acoustics are better and the likelihood of anyone hearing me and me getting embarrassed are way smaller
My feelings
Are a tide Â
One second I'm on a high Â
easing into an easy coast
i start to come down as I push down to my soul faster, faster, faster
im at the bottom
the pressure sinks alongside my heart Â
everything's coming down wt me Â
then I float
From the bottom up
i reach the top
i gasp for air Â
frenzied calm
then sail Â
my body swaying until the pressure rises
as the tide of my happy heart increases the current
what is the speed of your current
can you make me waterfall
are you chasing waterfalls
can you be there when the creek dries
will you flourish me wt what I lack
and the cycle repeats
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Friend zoned
I'm so hurt and embarrassed. I'm never sweet or cutesy wt anyone I don't even like to put myelf out there like how I did this time. No one's ever brought that out of me I guess I just thought this was different he made me want to be different I'm tired of playing games
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i hid this cause I posted it and got embarrassed
Nature
Nature walks
cause nature talks
to my soul Â
makes me whole Â
when i break Â
Poem ideas
I'm gonna write a poem about how boys are like pants sometimes they Â
This little ugly plant
I hoe it down all the time
Cut it out of the dirt from the root Â
seizing growth Â
it isn't until I recognize it Â
It flowers so beautifully out here in the wild
i wouldn't know
i don't let this little ugly plant grow
Into the beauty that it itself could mold
Grapes of wrath
When my Tia Lupe got sick I brought over the pictures she had given to me to help her remember or see if she would talk again. Her sister Hilda saw this and asked if she could have it. Her husband who had passed away was in it. I told her she would just have to let me take a picture of it then it was hers
Jan 16, 2016
Lost Times
That time I thought I was KFC and made this for my friends
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016
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