Lets Go Back, Come Along Lets do those things We used to do, Like renting movies, Or planning trips to the zoo. Lets share CDs And take turns, Untangling headphones From our walkmans nose. Lets highlight books, And ruin spines stories, Page turning #quotes we'll be in seek no worries. Lets ride our bikes, Late into the night, Taking pictures of pretty sights, Jumping ourselves into the frame This will be you and my real claim to fame. Lets go to the library, And leave with the lot, While writting #poems on the way home, About a teenage girl dealing with her spots, Changing each word till the phrases sort to knots, Lets eat awful sugary things, Talk about classes and order food, We'll bake a cake later on, Lets do all these things, Come on, Come along…

Opuss oh Opuss You are a great app, You help writers express Their joy of describing things such as tree sap, and nature along with family love to. But the one flaw you seem to have is ylu took away autocorrect And my spelling is crap Do you see my problem here is, not all great creators are gifted with spellling Not that im a great creator indact far from it but your enabling me to try and cant stopping this feeling i get of failing When i often mispell stupid words such as yetsterday or Feburary Im going on a rant here Ame have stop rhythming Im going to post this anyway Wven with the poor timing

As i walk from the bus Trudging towards home I see house after house Of family grown Not many had i said hello Or witnessed Before this time, These neighbours so friendly But yet i to preocupied Of the huge mound of stone Lost in my own little world Of savage greed of mind, What faces me seems as though what i face i face alone, But heres another family preocupied to Seeing their own challenges Ones that i do not face sone worst then others Because the burdens we face seem just so dark Its hard to imagine that troubles can be troblesome when others are face them too. But little do we rarely see that we oursevles are not the only human beings

Appointment Cards Docter appointments cards found everywhere Inbetween books, marking a page, On the nightstand under a casscade, In jacket pockets some with zips others with none, I remember now that one i put under the kettle, when my aunt walked in, The yellow is an eye attracker, And having one feels like the biggest sin, Always the same with a time date and name, You get sick of recieving them, feeling like you failed, Why am i not better yet whats wrong with me, These demons inside my head, Dont see these cardboard notes as a evacuation notice for moving day,

No Superhero I am no superhero Most of the time i feel im a waste of space I try make it up to family for all the midtakes i make They always tell me its ok But i can not forgive myself For this #lifestyle they can not shake How my mind makes ne a burden And all i want is my friends to run away I loose touch with alot Because i say stupid stuff Sometimes on purpose To scare them off But really im just a ticking time bomb That one day will pop That i can never shake off.