me

Nobody knows what I truly feel
I wish I could share it
Let them all know
That's how it should be
All of us sharing
Not being pressured to change
To be something other than we are
What's the point of being truthful
If no one cares
Why can't we all just be who we are
Not try to change
What the truth is
I'm so sick of this charade
We all put on
So I'm not doing that
I'm gonna be myself
And not care
What they think
They don't matter
It's my life
And I'm gonna live it
The way I want to
So if you don't like it
I'm sorry
This is me
The real deal
Is it really so hard
To accept that we are who we are
And nothing can change that
So suck it up
And be yourself
That's the cold, hard truth
And how it all should be

You may think wrestling is easy
But its not, there is more to wrestling
Than take down and pin
You got to have a good and low stands
You got to want to win want to beat the best
You half to be strong and dedicated
To put up with coach shit 6 day a week for two hours
You half to be on time every day
If your not 25 min early your late
To be a great wrestler you most be dedicated
And loyal and make up days u mist by running or double practice
But yea wrestling the best no dough about that

I have no life outside of writing and this was my parents idea to get an account here to show my work to others. I AM happy about it though, my friends don't give very good feedbacks on my work so maybe other artists can? I don't know, I'm rambling slightly. Okay then I'm off to my other life!

MMF
(AKA Mason)
;P

Mason out *victory sign*
Writing is my life and I am it's instrument of creation.
O.o Strange unwritten life I have..........
XD

Going on 7 years
You are still my entire life
You are something to
Cry about
Think about
Talk about
Why You left
No surprise
For a horrible year and a half
my 9 year old self knew
We all knew
But pretended to hope
and how would that help?
When the prayers
Thoughts
surgery
Radiation
And chemo didn’t
I was only nine, my sister 7, my brother 5
But you left

I've been over bumps
In My life's road.
I've forced smiles
Depsite the lies I've been told
I have taught myself to love
Through all the hate.
If you look into my heart
you will see the break
If you look into my eyes
You will see all that is fake
there's a notorious tear
resting on my cheek
So, think what you please.
But this, is
Just Me.

Kill Me
you know you wnat to
I'll let you
Kill Me

Kill Me
Tonight, Tomorrow
I don't care when, Just
Kill Me

Kill Me
Fast, Slow, whatever
Just do it now
Kill Me, please

You say that you know me more
Than anyone else.
I won’t disagree,
You know 10% of who I am,
that’s more than anyone else.
I don’t let people in,
Even you recognize that,
And I wish I could.
I wish I could tell you that
I wish I had even half of the talent of the people in the show,
Even one talent I can show off.
I wish that
I was as pretty as some of the other girls,

i like
sparkle nail
polish and
butterfly chairs
silver rings
and mint
chocolate cookies
and music
dancing in
the dark
and running
in the
warm rain
taking photos
and writing
nonsensical things
being strange
and being
me.

You want to say something,
But your lips stay sealed.
Your uncertainty is taking over,
Controlling every word
That comes out of your mouth.
Nothing will come out,
Unless it’s been picked over
Or rehearsed
10,000,000 times before.
I want to know what’s going on,
What you have to say,
But can’t.
I trust you with my problems,
So now,
Its time that you trust me
With yours.

Is time ever free?
Well it isn’t for me.
School,
Home,
Homework,
Robotics,
Homework,
Bed.
It’s all going up,
Over my head.
The writing,
The classes,
More insane stuff,
No time for distraction,
To let out a huff.
No time for fun,
No time for friends.
Oh please tell me,
When will this all end?
Will thing just start to pile
Higher and higher,
Or will it all fall,

I am the movie of the week,
I am the magic of what they speak,
I am the astonishing, astounding fantastic.
I am the unusual enthusiastic.
I am the eagle that flies alone,
I am the lone wolf, not yet full grown.
I am the wild flower that blooms at night,
I am the start that shines so bright.
I am the perplexing oddity of the day,
I am can be anything that I say.

Elvis Kissed Me.
I don’t know how.
He’s supposed to be dead,
That’s what everyone said.

Elvis Kissed Me.
His lips were so cold
And his skin was so blue
But I kissed him too.

Elvis Kissed Me,
Then he pulled out his guitar
And sung me a song
All night long.

Elvis Kissed Me.
I swear its true!
We were a singing team…
Wait!
It was a dream!