Category: 04th

I hear the voices in my head. I hear them, I hear them, I hear them. They say you are nothing, you are nothing, but I say I am something, I am something. I am me and me is someone so those voices in my head will never bother me again.

A twin or a friend,
A family of four,
A class full of students,
Or a sibling of yours,
You are you,
And no one can change
That you are special,
Even if some people think that you’re strange,
You are you and that you can’t change.

I am from the space wall that is above my bed.
From Brentwood Elementary & my Nintendo switch

I am from a sweet, sometimes mad family
And from my architect and graphic design mom and dad

I am from the climbable trees at Brentwood park
Whose branches stretch out wide

I am from the fun game baseball
And the awesome rock music on my iPod

I am from my mean sister and my not-so-funny mom
And from my dad’s famous ribs and guacamole

I am from those moments when I get hurt and my sister checks on me

I believe, I believe,
I believe the world is nice,
And the people are too
I believe that I can be me and you can be you,
And our home can be anywhere,
I believe, I believe,
That I’m just right and you are too

It’s time for bed, the moon wakes up.
The stars arise,
Drowning out the cries
Of the night animals.
It’s time for bed I shut my eyes
But darkness does not come.
Instead I find myself staring at the ceiling and wondering, hoping,
That darkness will find my eyes.
It’s time for bed I shut my eyes,
this time it comes.
Engulfs me in a blanket full of stars, and soon, the darkness,
it finds my eyes.

It is library day
the teacher is Ms. Fay
she says to be quite
I do as she says
We check out books
I ask “May I pick two?”
It is time to go
I say “Thank you”
She says “Thank you too”

Inner beauty is what matters
Inner beauty starts to scatter
You hear a tatter in your head
All it whispers is your life that matters