It's your freshman year and you're freaking out!! Don't break a sweat. Here are 5 things I wish I would've known going in as a freshman. From a highschool senior to you. 1. Be Yourself I cannot stress

I came across an encounter Both of us wandering Through The dark wood. We were not giant oak trees They thought us to be. But palm trees Stuck in a storm. S w a Y i N G. Alongside things external. Failing

And I saw his heart break before my eyes. Arms dangling to the side, with the news wrapped around his throat, making it hard to breathe. Shocked in emotion. And as he paced, the thought of death sank into

Lost in a maze trying to get to you. Blinded by the sight of what I never knew. You hurt and played games Like if this isn't true. And You think with a couple sorries and with some roses it won't be blue?

I came across the dark wood... My heart longing to be free Wild Seek the unknown Let my hair flow through the uncalled winds Seek knowledge Drench myself in the fruits of what there is still yet to be

Life Tell me what you want from me I can't see I'm underneath and I can't breathe You left me broken Helpless indeed, throwing stuff at me Until I couldn't breathe You are life but you have taken My hope

Loneliness Oh uninvited guest You've become my only friend. I wear you around my neck Comforted by the tight security I never knew Was ever there. Loneliness oh You wretched feeling. Leaving me but to

Torn. Unsure of how I will make it through. I just need one more drop of hope on my parched tongue One more push to get me through. I used to think that life was full of battles, that I could fight through.

Words flow from my heart and pump through my veins, give me life and flow onto the page. Dear sunshine, You ask me how I feel. But it can't be put into words. When I'm with you it's like everything else

Motionless. And I was screaming "help me!" inside as I stared blankly into your eyes. And all you saw was burning buildings crashing down to nothing. I couldn't feel. I didn't care. The cuts

“When Mexico sends its people, they’re not sending the best. They’re not sending you, they’re sending people that have lots of problems and they’re bringing those problems with us. They’re bringing drugs.

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Greetings from a giddy teen, Why I joined Steemit: I write to share others stories. I write to share my story, in hopes to maybe make somone feel as if they aren't alone, in hopes that maybe you could