life creates paranoia

I went to New York City today to visit Ground Zero and got inspired to write this poem.

how long do i have to wait for control

A look inside my heart; my attempt at writing a new pillowbook in a new style

find me the antidote in your soft, silent flowers...

A young girl enters the battle of her life... it was sort of a metaphor for depression when I wrote it, but you don't need to look at it that way...

I’ve seen you watch me from across the room, thinking “this girl man, this girl…”

Some realizations I've had recently.

A general idea of what we can all expect from life. From a male perspective.

i wrote this just now. i've been listening to the spring awakening soundtrack, and this came out.

A short poem about a strong depression a kid might have.

A poem about things we go through in life... please R&R

A more darker angst poem of mine. Please tell me what you think about it.

Work in progress poem. That familiar knot in your stomach tightens. Swim back up from the caverns of your psyche.

alil something that came to mind laying in my bed trying to fall asleep in iraq

A stream of consciousness comes into play as words dictate poetry in the midnight hour.

Based on certain events of last Christmas. Rated for implied self injury.

It is gone forever and it will never return.

self-explanatory : rated for theme

i touch the stars/hanging low at midnight, caught.

In the middle. Please R/R, I will return the favor.

...wrote this long ago, when I just recalled how unfair life can be - reality itself.

Title Says it all. A short poem written for Creative Writing Class.

Some poems I'm writing, moaning and groaning about my life. A couple songs, but nothing I think you'd recognize as such. And I'm glad. I don't like it when people see them as songs. Basically a vent for everything that I feel.

Just as the title says. Words from a sixteen year old girl