What I have become is what is shaped from my very rough past. I make the best of everything I have and do not take anything for granted. I go to UCSB as an English major (currently) through my own volition and I am pretty pleased with my choice of college. Most of my works, poems and short stories etc..., are from the nights that my brain would not shut off. Thus this entire compilation of my work will go under 'Thoughts of an Insomniac.'
The blank white washed wall. Covered in posters, it looks a little more elaborate than before. Consequently, it appears more appealing but no matter how hard you try to hide the wall with paper, beneath it is still that sad stale plain wall.
Sometimes, if you fixate your eyes to that wall in the pitch black of the darkened room only set aglow by the computer monitor, you can see it become animated. The wall starts to move inward, shapes are formed by the uneven coating of paint that move with life. However, everyone else will look at this wall and see nothing.
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I am from the Shadows.
I am from the dark womb.
I am a silhouette from the sonigram,
Quiet but moving and forming contemplations.
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Dismay, disarray;
Marionette, let me make you who you are today
Put on that schizophrenic mask, smile and play
These phantom limbs and phantom thoughts
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Perfection is not instant
Remember that perfection is a process of trial and errors!
There are no shortcuts in time so go the distance.
But do not stray from the path like fool's gold I'll compare!
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Air:
Simplistic features.
Breathing puts life in your soul.
God's intrinsic gift.
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