The words summer carnival,

Have a new meaning to me.

It marks the end of something,

A change in my life.

This year a specific party,

Has the theme of,

A summer carnival.

Ends are too much for me,

Everything in life,

Is very hard for me.

I feel horrible,

For I am to plan for,

This summer carnival.

But I sit back and,

Watch the others,

And try to help.

There is nothing,

I feel like I can do,

And so much,

That others can.

I will do anything they ask,

I will help if they need me,

But they do not.

My job is important,

But there is more to this,

Than the money.

Seven billion people

faces

brains

hearts

yet I get to be on this earth

with you.

And Chadwick Boseman.

I want every person in this world,

To find their true love,

Their soulmate.

Even if it takes a lot,

Of time,

Loss,

Struggle.

Everyone deserves to meet their partner,

It does not have to always work out,

But we deserve this at the least.

To know that there is someone,

Or there was someone,

Meant just for us.

I want a lot of things,

But this is what I want

For the world,

For humans,

While we exist.

I can’t seem to grasp the fact that the world in fact is an ugly place.

We live in a world where suicide is an easier way out than being yourself.

We live in a world where kids have adult minds.

We live in a world where no one is utterly happy.

We live in a world where no one seems to understand the idea of being kind.

The world from afar is such a beautiful thing.

Yet close up, face to face with one another, everything is far much unappealing.

We live in a world where war is an option to obtain peace.

We live in a world where our leaders keep secrets from the public.

We live in a world where women cannot go outside without being harassed.

We live in a world where homosexuality is seldom accepted.

Why is it that as human beings, instead of helping our own kind, we turn our backs to one another.

One day you people will see the error of your ways.

One day you people will see the pain you’ve inflicted on not only others but a prolonged pain on yourselves.

But for now I’ll continue to sit back and watch the planet wither. Slowly, but surely.

And I just don’t understand.

Please do not think that the world revolves around you. It does not.

Please do not think that we all want to hear. Maybe the noise hurts us.

Please do not act like we very much care. We all have different interests.

Please do not tell lies to my face. Especially if I know they’re not true.

Please do not make jokes about things that are not a joking matter.

Please do not be mean.

Please do not be catty.

Please do not make snarky comments.

Please do not look at me as if I am not human, even if that is what you think.

Please do not think you should not stop doing your crimes.

Please do not laugh when I expirience pain, it makes it worse.

Please do not put on a mask, if I know your true identity.

Please do call me awful names, when you know I hate it.

Please do not look me in the eyes and tell me it is not you doing these things...

you never know do you.

She waits

She wants

The words she will never hear

"You can, you will"

She worries, but no one knows

She cries when she is angry

She screams when she is frustrated

She is human

She has she a dream to fly.

She has a dream to not be seen, but heard

She wants to be heard

She wants to succed

She wants

She waits

For the words that needn't be told

"She can, she has"

And yet, she still can not be heard.

I open up a lot about my life to you on this site.

I know that, and I want it to be that way.

I want people to know the whole me.

There are nice people on this site,

Many of them actually,

And I feel good knowing that people legitimately enjoy my work.

But,

People have found my account, and I’m fine with that.

I knew what I signed up for, and that people would be able to find my writing.

To the people in my life reading this,

Don’t mess with me.

It may not seem like it, but I take some things very personally and this is one of them.

Do not mock me in the halls.

Do not post sarcastic things.

Do not talk to me just to make fun of my work.

I let my feelings out here.

With this, I feel free.

Before, I always had so much pent up energy inside just wanting to come out.

Now, I can let my emotions fly and no one can stop me.

Accept that I do this.

Accept me.

I accept you,

But only if you accept me.

To the haters, screw you

To my true friends, thank you for accepting this.

To the fake friends, (I know who you are) leave me alone.

And that is all.

The ones that love.

The ones that hate.

The ones that reel you in with bait.

There's a lot of people in this world.

The ones that cry till they're blue.

The ones that always laugh at you.

The oldest friends, and the new.

There's a lot of people in this world.

The ones that live just for fame.

The ones that never play at that game.

The ones that when you called, they came.

There's a lot of people in this world.

The ones who come with you like trees with bark.

The ones who you want to leave, disembark.

The ones who brighten you up in the dark.

There are a lot of people in this world.