Vision+Voice

There was once a branch, the branch I walk past everyday.
I always notice how tight it holds on to the tree in every way.
But no matter how tight it grasps the tree,
It could jump to the ground any day like a kid scraping his knee.

The branch is beautiful, it looks like a flower on a sunny day.
It has dark smooth brown bark,
and every color leaf you could imagine.
I watch as it slowly dances in the wind.

One stormy day as I pass by the tree,
I stop, because the branch was staring at me.
Watching the branches sway side to side,
Until all of a sudden, BOOM! Lightning cried
And strikes the branch to suddenly drop.

I watch as the leafs slowly fall off and
the branch loses the color over time,
It looks like the sky on a gloomy day.
Now every morning I pass by the tree
I remember the beautiful branch,
and I will never forget the day it fell.

Look within and what
do you see? I see
you as true as can be.
Beautiful? Yes! With a
shimmer in your eyes
you light up with pride.
So just remember that
you are YOU and no one
can change that. Dig
deep and look within…
tell me what you see!

they come from the depth
where no one has been
they say they are tenth
but that was a lie
we all know what they are
and we all know why
everyone who goes down there doesn’t survive
they will chop both your hands off
they will eat you alive
they are very very mean
but if you go down there
good luck to you
while they may be mean
sometimes they are forgiving

call the janitor squad
there’s a big mess in the 600 hall
you can hear them coming
from a mile away
and when you hear them
don’t be scared
the bats nor the TRASHcans will do harm
they will always know what you call next
because the TRASHtros cheat
they know it all
so just know
if there are loud bangs in your hallway
BANG BANG BANG
it’s the TRASHtros
the trashcan is where they belong

8:00 am
They drugged me
Until i was fake smiling.
Then all of my thoughts
Just kept on piling.

10:00 am
I told them “I need help”
They didn’t listen.
All of my dark thoughts
Started to glisten .

12:00 pm
Food comes out on trays
Looks all fancy.
The chance of us getting sick
Is unchancy.

2:00 pm
Group therapy begins
A kid starts to act up.
Staff puts on their gloves
What they do next is messed up.

4:00pm
Time to go outside
Get some fresh air.
“Look, a squirrel!’
Seeing one is quite rare.

6:00pm
Time to take a shower
And swallow more meds
Time to snack
Before heading to bed

8:00pm
“Lights Out” they say
Time to start dreaming.
For 8 more days this schedule
Would be repeating.

A girl who wanted to find her inner purpose
Asked her father
What is does it mean to look within myself?
And how will I find truth and guidance?
Listen my child, says the father
If you want to know your true value,
Let it go
Let go of the life where you were chasing a mirage
Let go of everything you think you are
Let go of your old self
And replace it with your new one
Let your new life help you become
of what you were meant to be
Listen to the inner voice
Relay on your own guidance
Follow your heart
This, the father says, is how you’ll look within yourself

A tasty magical world
Where the mountains are curled
To look like ice-cream
It may feel like a dream
But what’s a tasty magical world without tasty treats?
Have you seen the streets?
They’re made of licorice!
But try not to be lickerish
And share some with others
There are no trees, just lollipops that vary in colors
The clouds are made of cotton candy
And the ground is made of taffy
The buildings are made of thick gingerbread
And the flowers are made of gum that looks cherry red
Oh, what a tasty magical world!

Who am I?
I am a girl with a dream,
a dream to achieve.
A girl who always beams,
because she always believes.
Who am I?
I am a girl with a big heart,
a heart full of love.
A girl whose kindness never departs,
because she is as sweet as a dove.
Who am I?
I am a girl with creativity,
creativity with my imagination.
A girl who shows no negativity,
just the spark of creation.

The nervous rabbit
has a little habit
where he checks his pocket watch,
pulls out his butterscotch,
nibbles it worriedly,
and wonders if he needs therapy
He goes to his doctor for advice
and in return gets a breathing device
But sadly, it didn’t help him,
which made him feel very grim
So, he decides to drink some chamomile tea
And then finally he was free
From his nervous strain
and it had helped his brain

Hope is the feeling that comes when you know you can do it
If you work hard to follow your dreams, then you have grit
Don’t give up
Choose a goal you want to start-up
Follow and achieve that goal
As you do it, follow your role
Your role to help others to not fail
Make not only your confidence but other’s confidence unveil