Buy a pair of mandals.
Get better at henna designs
Go on at least one extra fancy date
See GATSBY
Marry GATSBY.... I wish
Go to Oregon
Camping/ road trip.
Zion's
North Carolina
trip to San Francisco with Erika to tour the art institute
Early college in the art program at weber state
Build up portfolio
Get more piercings
Become a long boarding bad ass
Meet new people
Climb a lot more
Change my hair again
Have fun during my last summer at home!!!
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Monday, March 18, 2013
Do you Justice
Reminiscing,
Before the head games.
When words came easy and there were no pains.
When the warm summer air carried the smell of cut grass.
And I think of your eyes, because they are green.
Sometimes I listen to that old Taylor Swift song.
The one that says your name,
Like it's written just for you, because her words are spot-on.
And I wish I could do you justice like that.
-B
Before the head games.
When words came easy and there were no pains.
When the warm summer air carried the smell of cut grass.
And I think of your eyes, because they are green.
Sometimes I listen to that old Taylor Swift song.
The one that says your name,
Like it's written just for you, because her words are spot-on.
And I wish I could do you justice like that.
-B
Halves
Half a face
Half a life
Hiding behind two big eyes
Your full identity can't be seen
When you can not find your complete mean
Half a face
Half alive
-B
Half a life
Hiding behind two big eyes
Your full identity can't be seen
When you can not find your complete mean
Half a face
Half alive
-B
Rage
The world is blue.
When you pan-out and look through.
The colors combine, and they make blue.
The pain is real.
Doctors bandage the broken earth.
But band-aids are not enough anymore, the pain is real.
Our society is pathetic.
A stereo typical, mass judgement that might not apply to you.
But probably.
Self righteous humans with their head so far up their ass.
Our society is pathetic.
How can we fix it.
Take back the wars- the massacres. Forget the politics.
We cant. How can we fix it.
-B
When you pan-out and look through.
The colors combine, and they make blue.
The pain is real.
Doctors bandage the broken earth.
But band-aids are not enough anymore, the pain is real.
Our society is pathetic.
A stereo typical, mass judgement that might not apply to you.
But probably.
Self righteous humans with their head so far up their ass.
Our society is pathetic.
How can we fix it.
Take back the wars- the massacres. Forget the politics.
We cant. How can we fix it.
-B
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Feel Whole
Like the smallest member of a nest, I am frustrated.
Envious eyes watch the others take flight.
Your time will come, but never change who you are.
Like the longest lasting tree in Fall.
Waiting to loose the last leaves and welcome the cocaine clouds to the ground.
Your time will come, but never change who you are.
Don't even be someone like you, why cheat your soul?
When the people you share your time with don't want the whole truth; the whole you.
Then you're leaving a whole lie.
Holding back is only blocking potential.
Potential for you; to go places, to feel whole.
Potential for others. Be an inspiration.
Show everyone how great it is to be you.
Accepted or not.
Your time will come. You'll love your bones and feel home in your skin.
You might as well get a head start and work up to it.
Don't change for anyone.
Don't deny your spirit.
-B
Envious eyes watch the others take flight.
Your time will come, but never change who you are.
Like the longest lasting tree in Fall.
Waiting to loose the last leaves and welcome the cocaine clouds to the ground.
Your time will come, but never change who you are.
Don't even be someone like you, why cheat your soul?
When the people you share your time with don't want the whole truth; the whole you.
Then you're leaving a whole lie.
Holding back is only blocking potential.
Potential for you; to go places, to feel whole.
Potential for others. Be an inspiration.
Show everyone how great it is to be you.
Accepted or not.
Your time will come. You'll love your bones and feel home in your skin.
You might as well get a head start and work up to it.
Don't change for anyone.
Don't deny your spirit.
-B
For All My Friends, I appreciate you.
A smooth, cool stone.
Stabilizing, and calming.
I don't know about a God.
But I know that there is a higher power.
This higher power is all around us.
A best friend, a stone.
A strong shoulder to lean on.
A secret keeper,a journal.
In the face of old age.
Their wrinkles are not only theirs, they're yours as well.
The story of your hardships and friendships etched in skin.
The higher power is the nature. The sky and the animals.
My higher power at least.
My best friends. And kind faces.
The things I'm not that make me who I am.
The people that shape me like clay.
My best friends.
-B
Friday, January 11, 2013
Sheep
A wild heart that beats in roller coaster motion to life.
A beast inside rebelling the ebb and flow of society.
Tranquil wars that contradict every corner of a round mind.
Sound words hide the mental cracks.
Cracks showing through to a world of color.
Like portals to something more real than life itself.
And so unrealistic.
Small peep holes to a beautiful madness of complete understanding.
A better place.
Logic never was logical in the long run.
So different that they're all the same.
-B
A beast inside rebelling the ebb and flow of society.
Tranquil wars that contradict every corner of a round mind.
Sound words hide the mental cracks.
Cracks showing through to a world of color.
Like portals to something more real than life itself.
And so unrealistic.
Small peep holes to a beautiful madness of complete understanding.
A better place.
Logic never was logical in the long run.
So different that they're all the same.
-B
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