There is the world called "My World" 

In this world I am consisintly dreaming, creating in my mind. 

My future, My carrer, My love life, My journey as an adult.

When in My Reailty, 

I'm always crying in tears over someone who never loved me. 

I'm having truouble in school, F after F, and It just adds up way to quick. 

Before you know it, Its finals week and you havent even turned in half the word becuase you never stopped 

wiriting that one story that entirly consumes you. 

School is so hard but easy at the same time. All your life your told to do good in school, 

get staight A's and be on task. But when you walk through those door's and live a life. 

Your perspectives change. Becuase not everone is good at science or history. 

I love English for it's my subject. It comes Easily to me. 

I am a dreamer and a do-er, only I am always Everywhere in my mind and all I can do is cry 

and then get back up. And keep fighting...

I am not perfect but I am a creator..