Why are putting High School on a pedestal?

Letting this "bitch stole my man" drama cloud your judgment

When truth be told this boy isn't even worth one drop of the perspiration rolling down your forehead

 

Why are putting High School on a pedestal?

Letting these childish labels like jock and nerd mess with your head

When you know they don't control your future

Knowing that one day you might see Johnny begging you for a dollar

And your thinking "Dang, I thought he was gonna be a baller."

 

Why are putting High School on a pedestal?

Your following the head cheerleader so you can get a status boost

While everybody knows in the real world that

Coattail riders have little self worth

 

So why are you putting High School on a pedestal?

Knowing that it’s just a 4 year phase

An obstacle in your way of

Living up to your full potential

 

So dry your tears

Dust yourself off

Stop being a puppet

And just be yourself

 

And realize that everything is gonna be ok

As long as you realize that High School doesn’t last forever

That statuses fade away

And remember to keep High School off that pedestal

Because it’s not even worth looking up to

 

 

 

 

 

When you left my heart fell apart

There was no sunshine, stars - there was no reason to stay alive.

I wish I could go back in time, and tell you everything you meant to me.

There is nothing I can do now, but cry at nights when I close my eyes and see your face. 

I don't know if you were a bad man or not.

All I know is that if I could go back in time, I would spend more time with you.

Well, I guess all I wanted to say is that I'll always love you dad.

Dogs look out for each other.

Story of my life...

There once was a spider. SQUASH.​

I had a story prepared for today's story slam, but I didn't get picked, so I didn't tell it. After the 5 judged performances went, I decided it would be a good idea to tell a story. It went well, everyone laughed at the part they were supposed to laugh at. I was really nervous and my story was shorter than how I had planned on telling it in my head. When I went over it in my head I was much more articulate and calm. Also, Mr. Chase did not record it, but I think I still pretended like the mic worked when I was talking, I don't really remember. Tea was good though!

       A few days before the new year my dad told me that he was going to plan something for his mom, my two sisters, and me to “bring in the new year” with him. We sat in Reading Terminal and discussed what kind of food we would eat, what we would do, etc. The next day I called him to follow up with our New Year’s Eve plans and he was nonchalant. I figured I would give him more time to get things together. Another few days passed and he told me that my oldest sister would not be in Philadelphia on New Year’s Eve. His voice revealed a loss of interest in the whole gathering, which was canceled. This incident, one of many, upset me. I have not spoken to my dad for weeks.

"Are you sure you should go to school?"
"Yeah mom my knee just hurts no biggie"
"You are limping down the steps!"
"So just prepares me for school"
"I really don't think you should go if it is this bad"
I stopped on the third from final step and turned looking up the stairs at her on the second floor landing. I kept myself from saying ow aloud.
"Mom its ok I am tough"
"You can cause your self more harm"
"Mom I am not staying home-"
Suddenly my right knee gave out from under me and i flew forward. I threw my let arm out grabbing the banister, stopping myself from falling.
"Oh that is it! Your going to the doctor...TODAY"
"But moooommm....fine"