Wary and worn, tattered and torn.
The pain, once hidden, now shows itself
Upon her pale skin.

No smile replicates the spark
That once shone in her eyes,
Now dark and empty.

The heart with so much to give,
So willing to share,
Now torn beyond repair.

The memory of a dream
Never realized
Echos on the forsaken soul.

Sometimes there are strokes of genius and flashes of inspiration, but they seem to be nothing more than that, strokes and flashes.

Be true to those not present.

Anyone who knows me knows that I am pretty good at admitting my faults and short comings. I can deal with the fact that not everyone likes me...That's fine. I will admit that I was not perfect when I was in high school (and I am still a work in progress). To those I hurt, I am truly sorry. I had no excuse to act in such a manner and I know this is no kind of way to apologize, but please accept my apology.
I have spent the last seven years trying to evaluate and change my attitude, and more importantly, the way I treat people.
Lately, however, my efforts have been shattered. So many lies and half-truths are circulating about me that I will never have the time nor the opportunity to correct. I have tried to better myself and be true to those not present and I hope we can all do that; that we may remember the power of our words.

My Birthday...

I am now 24...sad. I don't think this age is old for anyone other than me but this has been one of those birthdays that are hard for people to take. For most it's 30 or 40 but for me, it's 24. While I realize a lot of the accomplishments I've already achieved, I still feel like there are one or two that lie just beyond my grasp. It's frustrating to say the least. These one or two things are the only two over which I have no control. I hate that, when I lack control. But, once again humbled, I start another year. I am eager to find what I will learn and experience and how I will grow in this next year. As I look back over the last five years, I have experienced things I never thought I would and missed opportunties that I thought would always be there. But, I sigh and look forward to the light of another day and sieze it will all the vigor I can muster and dare it to come!