I gave it all my strength,
All my power,
All my determination,
All my courage,
I gave it everything I got.

It meant everything to me,
Even though it might not mean anything
To you.
That's why I gave it my all.

It just seems to me
That life is all about going the hard path,
And not the easy path.
But it is obvious that the hard path
Is always the one requiring stamina, endurance,
And all of your power.

The easy path is simple,
Requiring little time,
But in the end,
Your rewards are very little,
Like the time 你 gave it.

The hard path seems 更多 rewarding to me,
With the rewards excellent,
Even though 你 have to give it
A lot of effort, and all your strength.

Being a writer requires
Going the hard path.
But I found out it is a very rewarding experience
Just a 日 ago.
Cause I gave it my all.

Why does life seem to be getting 更多 and 更多 confusing? People always told me, "You will understand once 你 grow up." Now, I do not agree in any way with those people. Breakups, your friend dumping you, getting in trouble, those are all things that happen basically everyday today. Before, when I was a little girl, people always fussed over me, took care of me, were 老友记 with me forever, it seemed. What happened? Why is this happening to me? I want to ask that. But no one seems to know the answer. Especially when we see fights out, we know that fog is drifting into our minds. I don't like this at all. I want the fog to lift. But it doesn't seem to be happening...not today, 或者 ever. Everything seems to be staying the way it is right now: confusing, awkward, new to us. I really hope that one 日 something will change. But...for now, the future isn't bright. Not in any way I see it.

Freedom stood tall,
Bravely waving in the air,
Hoping all could be reminded
Of his courage

Freedom stood
In the midst of war,
Never before standing so bravely still
Even during hard times

Fighting England, his enemy
He stood, wearing
His Red, White, and Blue apparel
Freedom stood tall, waiting for an end to slavery
Waiting for a start for freedom

Freedom stood...
To remind his people to stand up for their rights
And Freedom broke away from his shackles
Freedom broke away from his worst enemy

I had 5 分钟 to kill, so I wrote this poem. Tell me what 你 think (and if 你 get the underlying message)


Raise your chin up high. It doesn't seem like it now, but you'll get by. The world seems to be against you, but remain strong. Nothing this terrible can last too long. Remember that everything 你 know, the wisdom beyond your years, comes from your everyday freak show. Know that there will be a better 日 where 你 will rarely cry, and 你 can finally say, I got by. Things finally went my way. I don't regret the person who made my life hard because that's how I got this far. If 你 can relate to what 你 read, remember what was said. If this is just a poem to you, no meaning, no way to relate, then you, my friend, have not seen how life is cruel in the young years, and I pity you. Ignorance is bliss, but knowledge is how 你 win.

It is 120 years into the future and the Rights Organization is stronger than ever. They are killing 更多 people than ever and there are only three people that can save the World and they are children. Jordan is a thirteen 年 old witch and is the daughter of the Greek god sun, Apollo. Mark, a fourteen 年 old wizard who is the son of Demeter. And last but not least Ivy is a thirteen 年 old daughter of Ares and a great witch. These three children are the worlds only hope. Read Half and Half, The Begining of the End.

It seemed just like another day.
That was, until the experience. Oh, the death. It left me questioning to be. Who was I? Was I still the same Victoria they knew? 或者 was I...

some crazy, out of mind, without a doubt bipolar
girl?

I don't think I'll never see the truth.



All I know
is that I've hit the deep end.
I'm in an ocean,
hitting a ship
back and forth.
Back and forth.
Back and....


forth!

Without him near it leaves me questioning
leaves me with a feeling.
你 know, the kind of feeling where 你 just hate everyone?
Where all 你 want is him back.
'Yes,' 你 reply.
'How do 你 understand?'

Because.
I have been that.
I still am.
And I always will.

"Please Jessica!" yelled rain.
"Yeah, 你 wish. Im busy," Jessica whined.
"Your just 写作 in a journal!"
"A: I'm on vacation, for FUN! I'm not gonna ask my brother if he would 日期 you. FORGET IT!!!!! B: Gross!"
Jessica finally got a break. And now Rain is messing it up. Jessica loves to write! It's important to her!
"Do it 或者 I'll 显示 everybody your diary
'Dear Diary,
I just 爱情 Andrew. Is bright blue eyes and perfect hair. And whats cuter than freckles? Nothing of course! Except him!!! And today he actually 说 hi to me! His voice is even perfect!' Ha! This diary is..."
"The wrong one stupid!" Jessica intterupted, "Im holding on to Hannah's for her. she 迷失 it. Here's mine"
"THESE ARE JUST POEMS AND STORIES!," Rain cried.
Jessica had no crush 或者 any secret. In a diary that is. ;)