She's caught up in the world of High School

When she goes to sleep at night she hates who she's become and who she has to keep being.

She walks down the hall like she doesn't care & like she never did.
She tells herself she's beautiful, even though she always was and even though she still is.
She pretends to be in love with that guy who's only in the movies.
She acts like he's her soulmate,
     but she's really in love with the Junior who's in Marching Band.

The One Way Phone Call

He said he couldn't handle a relationship right now.

"I don't wanna ruin your Summer.."

Ha, but you did. I would think about you like crazy. Every time I saw a young couple who didn't notice the world around them, I'd think of us. When they knew the world was wrong because "this isn't just young love," I'd think about how stupid we were together. I'd think about just running up to your door and planting one on you. & then I would think about egging your house or making you laxative cookies, but the best friend stopped me. You should really thank her.

" (sigh) Kay.."

I didn't want him to realize that this killed me inside. I didn't want him to hear all the heavy breathes I had to take before I could say just one word, so I would pull the phone away.

"Dr. Phil, I promise I don't wanna do this either. I, jus' can't be there for you right now."

"I'm goin' to the best friend's house. Love you. Bye."

I can't believe I said this. How did I say the word "love" after this. I was so stupid to even let my lips release the words like they were nothing. I knew he wasn't going to say it back, but my lips and tongue already let the words through.

"Bye."

He never said it back & for some weird reason it makes my brain wonder.
But now I look back and laugh at myself because I thought I was so in love.

Dear Santa Claus

Dear Santa Claus,

Can you teach me about ♡ because last Christmas I had someone, but not anymore.

Santa, 
Can you teach me to love? Because with your magic you can make me a perfect man. But I guess he wouldn't be human.. or would he, Santa?

Could you get me love? Because I haven't felt it in awhile and I know how you can do anything. Please, please. PLEASE let him notice me, because I try so hard all the time. I  PINKY promise Santa. I really do try. If you get the cookies don't you think I deserve something too? I mean c'mon, I leave out the best cookies and different flavors just incase you don't like some of them. Don't you know how hard ♡ is? Please Santa. I'm almost positive that Ms. Claus wasn't always sure she wanted to live in the North Pole forever.


...

But I guess you could just help me be inspired; help me be one of the best. Santa, could you help me become a writer?



♡, a young girl with writers block.



Santa, help me become a writer ♥

To the BOY

Thanks for the memories

Oh, and for the bracelet.

Reminiscing

LOST FOR WORDS FROM A CHILDHOOD PICTURE

      

the feet that walk around

I want the people to listen

and

to love me

I want them to scream 
that they noticed, 

and 
I want them to scream 
that they understood.

How to be someone the people will notice

I want to tell you how to be noticed. How to be someone that the people will look at.

How to be a writer. I want to tell you how to have the world in your hands, but I don't know where to put my words. I don't know where every period should go and where all the commas were meant to be.

I can only try and tell you how to grab someone's attention. I can try and tell you to change your views and just write the way they've always wanted you to. I could tell you the key to success, but not really because I'm trying to figure that out on my own.

I'm trying to figure this out on my own.

Oh, you wanted to know how to make the people notice?



So do I