Going Backwards…

When better feels backwards…Maybe it’s not actually backwardsMaybe you missed somethingMaybe it’s actually forward When better feels backwards…You’re actually moving forwardYou’re always learning somethingYou’re being changed  When better feels backwards…You are being changed You are seeing yourself in a new environmentYou are moving forward When better feels backwards…Remember that “better”Is all relativeTo perspective When better feels…

We Remember

We complain We cry We fight We try We give thanks We realize We forget We remember For one minute per year On that one day We are silent We think That’s enough Let’s move on Now is our time Maybe we should… Let’s just forget- That’s it, right? Or, is it- Lest we forget?…

Birthday Goals?

So, today’s a weird / crazy / awesome day… . . . Today is my birthday, and I don’t know how to feel because I try to do this thing every year; I try to spend my birthday in a new country every year, so I can remember that birthday, and that country. But, for…

A “Poem” for haters & bullies…

I don’t care anymore! Your comments won’t affect me! I’m not going to listen! You can’t mess me up! It won’t work; I’m over you! You’ve taught me enough! …Just so you know… All your comments and “friendly” convos, Are no longer consuming my thoughts! You used to ruin my days, With all the negative…

Harsh life lesson…

So, recently I learned, more like experienced, a not so fun situation. It was an experience that taught me a pretty harsh life lesson (or at least, that’s what I thought at first). I always knew deep down that these days existed, but for some reason, when it finally happened, it hit me hard. ….

A Time For Everything!

Have you ever asked yourself the question: “What am I still doing here?”. . . . Well, I have. And, I know it’s never a good question to ask yourself because it very rarely has a good answer. (the answer to that question usually discourages you.) You see… Usually, when you ask yourself that question…

The good ol’ days!

I miss the days when I used to play outside everyday after school. I miss the days when I would run around my block with friends and neighbours doing crazy and stupid things. I miss the days when we’d laugh all evening until the sun set. I miss those days because I always thought we’d…