Becoming ME

In the sixth grade, I lost my mother,

In my mind, I kind of lost my brother,

That was some of my biggest struggles,

Still after that fact I went to school,

Felt like the world around me was being so cruel,

Its like everything that I was going to do had some sort of rule,

But then again I remembered to just be me,

I thought that my life was beginning to get better, where I could be happy,

Never got cranky or even snappy,

I was always down for having fun,

But by the time I did, high school was almost done,

I overcame my fear of being shy,

But rather than saying goodbye, I said more like HI!,

I felt that speaking my mind and my opinions, gave me a voice,

I knew from that point on that I was getting the chance of making my own choices,

I am very persuasive and poetic,

With a lot of energy and really athletic,

A creative mind and generally artistic,

Mostly everything about is realistic,

So now I say HI to a new part of my life,

That I am very willing to try,

But all I can do is accept who I am,

Being all that I can,

But everything that I do, I'll always believe,

Believe so that I will achieve,

I finally found the answer to my question as to who will I be,

Mostly for the present and the future,

And that is I am becoming me,

Where's the Happiness

Walking around town,

Realizing the fantastic sites and stores,

Seeing everything around,

Opening a door to a brand new world,

So amazed like watching a circus or watching a particular clown,

From the tall trees blowing in the wind,

To the snow falling on the ground,

The cold weather hitting my face,

Birds singing a song or woodpeckers making a sound,

Runners and walkers moving at a fast pace,

Kids playing on a playground,

Smiles, giggles, and laughter,

No one has a frown,

Little girls playing with barbies,

Boys playing with hot wheels,

Funny listening to Nemo trying to say anemies,

Or kids with smiles because they have a dollar bill,

Oh what a wonderful day and great view,

My golly a lot of things I saw and a lot of things I could do,

Happiness is all around you,

Where is at,

High or low,

But my question is where in the world did it go,

Falling Under The Weather

I keep trying to tell myself that he really does love me,

As he goes around having fun I continue to try to let my heart free,

These feelings I have for him are driving me insane,

But at least we both know that things were not the same,

I really wanna make things work,

But it seems like we're already done and it hurts,

He's around acting like there wasn't even a we,

I continue to wonder if he had these thoughts before and how could it be,

So now I'm down and I;m slowly picking myself back up, 

Making myself stronger each time dealing with this tough love,

Why can't I ever be in a relationship and be happy,

Cause I'm tired of all dudes falling into the rumors and lies that make my endings sappy,

I continue to ask myself why,

Why me, why I,

Can't find the one to love,

If my past events haven't been enough,

I'm still putting the pieces together,

But it's like trying to connect a bird back with a lost feather,

I guess you can say this guy has made me fall under the weather,

Proud to be American

pretty brown eyes, 

nice brown skin,

questioning why I'm so glad to be african american,

so much history,

on just becoming a race to the society,

so once a long time ago we were looked at like nothing,

but growing up and stepping out we became something,

so much to treasure,

so much to be told,

how is it that they survived so many stories still untold,

the treatment of people, 

the life we live today,

give it up for all the african americans that change their life so we can live this way,

sometimes we think it's not true,

but who really knows, 

we have stories, actions, and news,

they show us who did what they had to do,

so it's kind of bad and good how we live our lives now,

knowing that our elders went through all that pain,

so that we could grow up in a world full of games,

so reflecting on some good and bad things that happened while I stand,

Remembering how many people put their lives on the line,

So that in this future I can finally say I am proud and you should be proud to,

To be any type of american,