Team Adam.

If I was on The Voice, I would choose team Adam.

He reminds me of Nelson.

I Hope You Always Find a Reason to Smile.

Death can wait. Live now. Because the next step you take might be blind, but that blind step could be the next best thing.

Don't question it.

Death can wait. Live now.

If I Was Born Blind

If I was born blind,

would I care

would others be kind

or would it be too much to bare?

If I was born as a drum,

would I care

would others play me with their thumbs

or would they have an affair with a guitar, would they dare?

If I was born a dog,

would I care

would others try throwing me a log

or would they just stare?

I was born a human,

do I care

others are watching me like they watched Truman

and judging me by what I wear.

do I care?

I would say no, but I would be lying.

Trying to be true to myself is harder then I thought it would be. I say I don't care what people say or think about me, but I do.

I believe everyone cares to an extent.

Humans lie.

Fear

I can't breathe.

I don't want to breathe. Holding my breath so you won't hear me, I close my eyes and count to 100. Pleading and praying to God to let me live. I control my sobs while straining to listen to your movements. Trying to figure out how close you are to discovering that your not alone.

Crouched in the corner, trying to vanish by squeezing my legs to my chest, and hiding my nose into my knees. Secretly hoping to suffocate. Silence.

Silence.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . nothing.

I slowly lift my head, wanting to gain hope that you have left, but not taking the chance. Stretching out to my full height, I take the first tentative step towards the closed closet door. I see my shaking hand timidly push the door open slightly. Stop.

What am I doing? My chest tightens, my vision goes white, my mind goes blank, I turn cold, sweat covers my body from in between my toenails to the roots of my hair. 1,000 pounds pushing into my shoulders. My heart floods. I'm afraid. My legs give out as I collapse to the floor hoping you can not smell my fear.

I listen.

I listen to the even breaths. . . .

1. .

2. .

3. .

4. .

5. .

6. .

7. . . seconds to realize that they're not mine.

Pets that Peeve me

• Interrupting

• Chewing with your mouth open

• Dog eared pages in books

• Loose change

• Two-faced people

• Tangled sheets

• Loose hair stuck on clothes

• Liars

• Science

• Eraser shavings

• Toothpaste in the sink

• Dull pencils

• Wire hangers

• Judging

• Someone looking over my shoulder while I'm on the computer . . . . go away mom.

If You're Thinking About Me

If you're thinking about me:

Like banks think about being robbed

like mosquitoes think about blood

like wishing wells think about pennies

like kids stealing those pennies

like parents think about their twenties

like dumbo thinks about flying

If you're thinking about me like:

Monsters think about closets

like parachutes think about working

like dumb kids smirking

like sunblock thinks about fighting

like toilets think about being cleaned

like umbrellas think about rain

and rain makes me think about you....

But if you're thinking about me like:

Vacuums think about sucking

like dark thinks about light

like flowers think about blooming

like rings think about bells

like bells think about ringing

like apples think about trees

and trees think about leaves

If you're thinking about me

then why are you wasting your time writing this poem

instead of talking to me?

But if this is your way of communicating,

Then I'm thinking about you too.

Are You Impressed?

Everyone always says that FIRST IMPRESSIONS are everything. They say don't screw this up, because you never get a second chance to make a FIRST IMPRESSION.

No pressure.

Sweaty palms, twitchy knee, wandering eyes, hair twirling, nail biting, pen sucking, nervous. I hate FIRST IMPRESSIONS. If your trying to make a good FIRST IMPRESSION, are you being yourself? If someones meeting me for the first time, I have to think if I'm meeting the real person. Or are they putting on a show trying to make that good FIRST IMPRESSION? Who's real?

FIRST IMPRESSIONS.

People are getting so worked up, so nervous that they are becoming someone they aren't. Why judge the FIRST IMPRESSION? You could have ran into a woman, and thought she was Satan from hell, turns out she was the next Mother Teresa. The high school drop out, turns out to be the next millionaire. FIRST IMPRESSION of a girl next door, turns out to be vicious cougar. Give someone a chance. I'm a blubbering fool. Don't judge me by MY FIRST IMPRESSION.

Cumbersome Love

Love.

You want an extra opinion on love, go watch this movie: (500) Days of Summer. Any scene from this movie I could have quoted, so I decided to just show you the trailer. All I can think of to write about love, is that I'm a believer. I don't know if I've ever felt it, but I've seen it. And I want it.

Love.

The most overused word. Love is cumbersome.