To The Desert Onwards, Brokenhearted soldier, Into the great unknown. Lay down your weapons and follow, Into the light of the sun. By Branches

Bad Habits Flicking my hair even if its just been cut really short. Randomly yelling banana milkshake. Sing advert tunes when I'm bored. Sticking my tongue out to the side when playing angry birds Blowing up my cheeks Scratching my head when I'm sleepy. Fake yawning just to see if anyone yawns as well. Falling for the one person I can't have. Biting my nails. Crazy dancing when I'm hungry or in a queue.

My heart was long since dead, Cold, empty stone You held it in your warm hands The left it all alone It felt like in your hands, You gripped my granite heart Squeezed tighter and tighter Then shattered it into a million pieces

Behind every great man is an even greater woman. Anonymous

Who I Am If being who I am is wrong, then I don't want to right.