SunriseThe sun rises in the eastThen as the planet Earth spins it sets westWhy west?If it really rises eastHow come I wake up to your eyes?Because my love to you is opposite of the least?Or because they are like blue skies?If sun sets westWhy do I feel so lonesome?You are supposed to feel bestWhen you are with your companionI see the sunriseIn your glossy, sky-blue eyesI am hypnotized
Year 9: WritingYes, I am human. A fourteen year-old human. In the realm of reality I am a high school student of average grades, but that's not where I really live. After the algebra equations are solved and the projects are glued, I lay on my bed and escape. I go into a world of rainbows and dogs. Colors and values. I am where I can really be me. I am queen of the world, princess of light, the greatest artist in the world. All my friends live here. Every humanoid, vampire, werewolf, and fairy; all my friends from school, and all the fennec foxes, labradoodles, wolves, cats, and unidentified talking creatures. Where I can have endless adventures, beyond a google of fun, and countless voids to fill. All inside the enigma of the greymatter that lies inside my skull.