I've lived my life and had some fun and had some bad times too,

And here I've got a little warning just to give to you,

The many stages of your life will lead you here and there,

And by the time you're my age you will all have had your share,

Be loyal to your family and all the folk you love,

Stay true to what your heart says and don't give your friends the shove,

Always trust your instincts and don't look the other way,

Don't fret about tomorrow

live a full life every day,

Don't fill yourself with junk food it'll only cause you harm,

It might taste so good now but it will surely lose it's charm,

Be loyal to your Mum and Dad and all your family,

Remember all they did for you when you bounced on their knee,

And finally I have to give you one last bit of truth,

It's sad I know but listen you won't always be a youth,

I'm finished with my lecture now because I have to go,

I hope that I've been helpful to you (boring yes I know),

So go and have some fun because your time here is so short,

Remember though this world is yours so let go and cavort,

And one day when you're old like me I hope you'll wear a smile,

'Cause life is far too short so go make every day worthwhile.

Life can be hard when you're just starting out, especially when nobody gives you a shout,

And when you're on Prose and you're new to the game, it's easy to feel like you've nothing to gain,

So give them a shout and then like what they do, encouragement counts for a lot when you're new,

We all started out on the bottom most step, and the only way up are the likes that you get,

So send out those shouts to big up our crew, and show them big style that you like what they do,

You never know where it will lead for these guys, and talent will blossom in front of your eyes.

Before,

She was was bullied

With a drunkard father

Growing up in Hollywood.

Many acquaintances,

But never a friend.

Her world got darker,

With each passing day,

Despite the flashes from the cameras,

Illuminating her.

And as she got older,

She fell to the drugs,

And the games

People played her as.

Her "friends" always made sure,

She was ready for a show.

But once it was over,

They were there no more.

They used her for money,

And self fame,

And every time she fell deeper,

Into her depression.

She dreamed for a savior,

But there was naught a single,

Light to look up to.

She hated her body,

Thought there was too much,

So after every meal,

She gagged herself,

And got it all out.

Soon,

Her only escape

Was to harm herself,

And slit her wrists.

The pain would flow,

Out of her,

For a time.

But once they scabbed over,

She would fill once again,

With sadness.

She spent many years,

Battling herself,

In a civil war,

And there was never a winner.

Until one day,

A side rose above.

She decided to get help,

Because she could stand this battle no longer.

So she checked in,

To the clinic,

That would be her home,

For three months.

There, she was healed,

For the most part.

And she emerged from the rubble,

And the broken down walls,

Like a Skyscraper.

She had taken a hold,

Of her life,

And had stopped the constant pain.

And now, she still suffers.

But oh, so much less.

She kicked out her old friends,

And replaced them with new.

Now she has Wilmer,

A beautiful dude,

And he makes her happy.

Her scars, she calls

Her battle wounds

Because now she is a Warrior

And her smiles are genuine.

I am the student in the back of the classroom. I am the friend with all the answers. I am the one no one sees until they need something. I'm there for everyone else, but have few there for me. I am the person you don't pay attention to, yet is hurting the most on the inside.

I am someone who has grown up with hurt and sadness, and is finally learning how to conquer it. I am the person who does as she's told and doesn't fight the votes. I help who I can because having no help got me here in the first place.

I am the student in the back of the classroom.

The one everyone will see someday.