True Knowledge Because we walked home together on the streets and texted for hours into the night, she always thought that she knew me. If I said I was from Hainan, a lonely island sandwiched between the desolate mainland and the boundless sea, where it is common for children to be left alone to starve in the night, would she still think she knew me? To truely know me, you must understand the most despondent and the most ecstatic hours of my #life and know that the future is never definite. To know me, you must be abandoned by those you should be able to trust and forced to fall asleep to the sound of weeping children in the same situation as you, to learn to keep food close in order to prevent falls and the possibility of going hungrier than you already are. Splat! "You should have been more careful"(They warned that this would happen). To know me, leave everything you know behind for half a chance of a better in a new world. To know me, make the best of every situation and never give up, even when it seems like there is nothing to go on for. To know me, find a friend who touches your heart, comfort him, support him in all that he does, and never let the memories of him fade, even after you inevitably part. To know me, sing a joyous song to forget all the troubles of the world, draw a picture to turn fiction into reality, or read a book to lose yourself within a world of immagination and fantasy. To know me, listen to both sides of every story, for wisdom and truth come to those who wait with an open ear and an open mind. To truely know me, hold on to everything dear in your #life and aspire to be the best that you can while following the long, ever-changing roadway of #life. Backstory: This was a result of an assignment by my English teacher to copy the style of another #poem(we had to pick 1 of 4) while creating and revealing a distinct sense of self-identity. The #poem I chose for this was "Where I'm From" by Willie Perdomo. I chose his #poem because it had such a powerful sense of emotion in it compared to the other pieces, and I could empathize with him more than the other #poems.

Understanding I I will never understand you Never get why she dyed her hair Or how you got those bruises Who you love-and hate, and obsess over. Somerimes i cry about that. But its alright. Because You You will never know me Never get my grade struggles Or my boy problems. Never understand why it takes me hours to get to sleep, even when i get in bed at 9. Never, ever hate or love the precise way i do And will. I may not understand you But you may never understand me And thats allright. -aza

Shout I know that you love me. I know that you care. I know we have little time left to share. So... Prove that you love me. Prove that you care. Prove to the world that our love is not bare. And... Shout that you love me. Shout that you care. Shout that all the rules of #life are unfair. Yet... You don't seem to love me. You don't seem to care. You don't seem to love as truely is rare. For... I thought that you loved me. I thought that you cared. I think that time left our love worse for wear. But... How much do you love me? How much do you care? How much has our love fallen into disrepair? So... Why don't you love me? Why don't you care? Why don't you embrace the love we could share?

Respect "Do not respect me just because I am a figure of authority. Respect me because of the things I have gone through in #life and the knowledge and wisdom I have to offer you." - Mr. Vigil

Mirror Mirror of nothing Please show me something Except the darkness of my soul I do not feel whole When all that I see Is the fact that my soul is not free But I could never believe Or even try to conceive The idea of love and peace Let it all come to a cease As the darkness devours More and more by the hour #household