“Poor seniors.” Don’t worry. They won’t be eighteen for long.

You are the icing on the cake

Im the one that blamed herself for everything- The lying, the cheating, the fighting, the crying

You’ll find that it’s not hating the feeling, but talking to it that smothers the feelings of never not being sad

I’m ready to start anew

For the one that can’t let go...

Because you are just the cast... and I am the mold

Invictus by William Ernest Henley

I love the thought of being her-

One day, I will be stronger than you could ever be...

You can stomp on me and laugh all you want...You will never make me scared or make me run

It’s an unbearable punishment

I am youth, I am free, I am Green... (Colors series)

Because life comes and goes in waves

Oh Moon, Oh Moon...

I have so much in store for ME

So you don't think I'm enough? I guess that's a fair point... (poem about self-worth)

What do you see when you see my face?

I’m sorry for what you hate about me... But I hope you can forgive