word to your mother

I spoke with my mom the other day. And do you wanna know what she said to me? She said,

"You've only got a month left."

What's that supposed to mean? I know the obvious, school. But it means so much more. Only a month left of childhood. Only a month left of no responsibilities. Only a month left of sitting in the front yard picking grass. Only a month left of free housing.

Life hit me the other day. It hit me hard.

tell me i'm your national anthem

Regrets

I regret falling for you.
    I regret losing you.
        I regret saying maybe.


I regret being shy.
    I regret being a pushover.
        I regret being invisible.


I regret procrastinating.
    I regret not reading enough books.
        I regret spending all my savings.


I regret telling my secrets.
    I regret letting you decide how I feel.
        I regret wasting precious time on you.


I regret wearing skater shoes.
    I regret not trying harder.
        I regret coloring inside the lines.
 

newspaper times

Meal includes eight pounds of ground pickles.
Plus you get bad news: it's 10,000 calories. 

the inevitable

Change. 
I try to run from it, but it always manages to catch up with me. No matter if I go willingly or if my parents have to drag me out of the house by my gross split ends, it's coming.
It's inevitable. I can't hide from the inevitable.

Every time I turn around, change has gotten closer than the last time I saw it. It keeps trying to be my friend, but let's get real. That's not ever going to happen.


Change will never be my friend...

Unless it's bringing you along with it.
Watch out.

Too much goodness.

The ones that stay are the good ones. The movies you just can't stop thinking about. Right now I can't stop thinking about The Hunger Games. 
Literally. 
Everything reminds me of it. Who's seen that and can't not think about it?

Hugo definitely deserves a spot on the list. This movie makes me want to make movies so bad. I was depressed after I saw it. But a good depressed.

But my all-time fav right now is Flipped. I bought it for myself for Christmas, wrapped it and put it underneath the Christmas tree. That's enough explanation, right?
You should watch it. Like right now, go rent it.

I'm jealous...again

Just A Game

I don't know where I am, 

I don't know this place. 

Don't recognize anybody, 

Just the same old dirty face.
See these people, they lie,
And I don't know who to believe anymore.

But there comes you,
To keep me safe from harm
There comes you,
To take me in your arms
Is it just a game?
I don't know.
Is it just a game?
I don't know.

Pleading eyes that break my heart
So homesick I can feel
But I know I must play my part 

And tears I must conceal,

There comes you,
To keep me safe from harm
There comes you,
To take me in your arms

Is it just a game?
I don't know
To keep you safe from my bow

Take my hand and my heart races
Flames illuminate our faces
And we are on fire
Blow a kiss to the crowd
They're our only hope now.

And now I know my place.
And now I know my place.
We're all just pieces in their games. 

These are the lyrics to my favorite song right now. The first time I heard it, seriously, I wanted to cry it's so good. These words paint such a vivid picture, with so much emotion. I'm jealous of Birdy and everybody knows it. She's a 15-year-old girl from England writing songs like this, and I can't even write my own poem for my blog.

Here's the link to the song if you wanna listen to it: Just A Game - Birdy