Author: Sophiap

as quiet as a motorcycle
As slow as a cheetah
As big as a mouse
As short as a skyscraper
As clear as mud
As colorful as black
As dull as the sun
As dark as neon

 

Come on I’m due,
tomorrow stuffed in your pile of junk,
in the middle of your room,
trust me this won’t be fun,
you have about a day left,
Please don’t drop your average,
I’m on top of your art project,
mother will be mad,
if you come back with failing,
come on just find me,
looks like you got out of today,
soon you will have to do me though,
this is so not fair,
i deserve more then a zero

 

My dad, the regular bite is always willing to help. my mom, the sweet side is able to get things I have a hard time with done easily. my brother, the green side is fun to play with but sometimes commands you to do simple tasks. my sister the moldy side is rude and always avoiding work. the only things on her mind are ways to be insulting.

 

The windy city of Chicago
You enter and fall in live with it
It is just screaming with electric and alive shops
Crisp, crunchy, and made with care deep dish pizza
Delicious and deep goodness that so worth your money
Right now Chicago is calling your name

 

Why did you leave me?
Did I do something wrong?
How could you forget the key?
And set off the bomb?

I’ve flown over a thousand flights,
Waiting for a child to claim me.
And just pick me up out of sight.
Flying over the glistening blue sea.

Hey look, someone’s coming!
Hopefully, to take me.
But I won’t turn out bumming,
If it’s not easy.

 

I am from crying babies
From lonely nights
And warm evenings

I am from the giant grey building looming in the distance
I am from cherry blossoms
And faux flowers

From the doorstep of a school and lost secrets

I am from gliding boats soaring from the rivers
And god above

I’m from dark hair flying in the breeze

From sticky rice and warm soup

I am from the spicy Hunan girls

I am from nowhere and somewhere
Dark eyes and fortune cookies
From the taken and received

I am from the mirror
Each shred and glass
And now in forever
family

 

As I ran off the mint green grass
I could smell the freshly baked cookies
My dogs barking in the background
I could almost taste them
So happy as they come out of the oven
So squishy and gooey

 

Nothing.
Nothing.
How can we have everything, but still have Nothing?
Why do we spend all of our time Trying?
Trying.
Trying to grab the world but in the end,
We have Nothing.
Not a thing to our names,
But everything we want.