not much we can do about it by zoa-boo, literature
Literature
not much we can do about it
Don't you remember when you were young?
When the world seemed so bright.
The stars shined ever so bright every night.
You were happy to just play all day,
Never knew you were wasting your life away.
You were a child,
and to you the future was so bright.
You couldn't wait to grow up and make a difference,
to show the world who you were.
But then you grew up.
You had to go to school.
Your wild spirit was labeled as a mental defect.
You were told to shut up and sit down.
They didn't care what you stood for,
because you were a child,
and children don't know what they're talking about, right?
Through the years you were told you
Curse Of The Werewolves Heart by Sydneyla, literature
Literature
Curse Of The Werewolves Heart
"Breathtaking" Chapter I
Why math? It's too early for math.
"C, you dont look like yourself, you arnt, your not sick are you?" Zoe asked, A cautious look blooming in her light blue eyes. I pulled myself up, moaning, Do I really look that bad? Ugh.
"Cough Cough, You better watch out Zo, I think I've got the plague." I jokedweakly, not really awake enough to care to appear joyful. I resumed slouching. "Na, It's just...too early for high school math."
"Yeah, Yeah your right."
I sighed, and repositioned myself to listen to Mrs.Schrener's Cookie analogy, my stomach's loud protest reminding me of my lack of breakfast.
"breakfast is the m
Blue flowers,
litter the ground,
joyful paint splatters,
against green,
living canvas,
Forget me not,
forget me not,
they say,
forget me not,
forget me not,
I say,
but you dont,
you forget,
me,
a dull bud,
not sprouting,
tired of waiting,
I slip,
from your mind,
Who cares,
for a bud,
painted against,
vibrant canvas,
lost,
in the swirl,
of beaty,
and joy,
but maybe,
if you,
remember me,
i'll burst,
into color and grace,
forget me not,
forget me not,
I cry,
I shout,
but you dont hear,
you forget,
as the others have,
falling,
falling,
forget me not,
forget me not,
forget me,
forget,
forgotten,
for th
A river shines
An ocean glows
The moonlight is sparkling, as seen through my window
Crash, splash, drip, and drop
Eventually, all sounds will meet
And the water will play the worlds beat