Anything else...

After a while I kept forgetting to post on my blogs on Sunday's.
It's not that it wasn't a priority I just forgot.
I was never really good at feelings let alone writing about my feelings.
Kudos to those who can articulate their feelings and put it up for everyone to see.
Thanks for the feels in this class. (:
See ya later, maybe in college.

Nostalgia

I remember meeting you in Spanish
I remember you were so nice
I remember you asked me on a date
I remember you broke my heart
I remember my friend told me to write about it
I remember writing all the things I remembered about you
She said it would help me get over you
I couldn't

Alive

i was alive once
You made me feel alive
Like nothing else in the world
Your touch was like fire and ice on my skin
You made me laugh
You made me feel things
So many things
So many things
Come back to me
Help me feel alive again

Hearts are scary

She always tells us play with heart.
It's gotta come from inside of you.
We all have problems we just have to live on the surface and not let anyone dig deep into you.
When you dig deep it hurts
But that's where true victory comes.
Deep inside you, from your heart.

Ode to me

To the girl who loves pickleball and quesadillas,
Who could eat pasta for every meal
Who plays softball
Who is Jacob Sardoni's little sister
I forget the rest
This is me.... Liz Sardoni

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=if5WT8YUCKk

Winssssss and lossessssss

We win as a team, We lose as a team
We are all a team.
You will never get the chance again.
So give it your all, while you're here.
Losses seem to be the epitome of us but I think there is a win you get from losing.
There is something deep inside that you gain,
You learn
You never want to lose again.

crush

I worked my way through the sea of people 

I saw him

It wasn't the first or the last time

My curiosity was like a fever inside me

I stood tall and scouted 

Still hoping his eyes might meet mine

Might notice me

Would he see my perseverance?

Would he notice my patience?

I would show him my confidence 

Then the truth of it slapped me full in the face 

Where has my reality gone? 

It's all fun and games till you fear the one you love.

ROBOTS

Some days I feel like a robot

Glazed eyes and stiff limbs

Automatically running through a daily schedule programmed into my head 

I march room to room 

Blindly accepting orders and assignments 

People tell me: stay in your assigned seat, don't speak, pay attention.

But there's a loose screw or fault in my code that wants me to be different 

But everyone is saying, doing, and acting the same 

Who am I to oppose the flow and be different? 

But at the same time, what if we all have that loose screw?

Dffrnt

Answer one of the following questions.. 

Do you like raisins? 

Have you ever been in love? 

Who are you trying to impress? 

Have you ever met someone who you know you could just love without even talking to them?

Are you happy?

Where did we come from? 

Have you been asked to prom? 

Are you going to ask anyone to prom? 

What's your favorite food?

What makes you giggle? 

Did you make someone smile today?

Are you in love? 

Story time

Once upon a time,

There were 3 girls. 

They all went on an adventure.

In this adventure they met some people along the way.

The first person they met was a toad.

The toad was shy but he treated them with kindness.

The second person they met was an unaware, disheveled little girl.

She was kind and she showed them around. 

The last people these 3 girls met were a wise old couple. 

They didn't have much to say but, you could feel the love in their heart just by being around them. 

It was a grand adventure. 

C R A Y O N S

C- give me back my Childhood

R- I want to Restart 

A- so I can Aquire 

Y- my Youngevity 

O- because I don't want to be Old 

N- this is Nonsense 

S- don't go to School 

it wasn't me 

This weekend

Windows down hair flowing in the wind 

We took some pics with the hobos 

And got some donuts from Americas favorite

All we did was pretty much that 

But I wouldn't want it any other way

Kind of like a simple kiss on your lips, a small act full of emotion and memories. 

I don't get it.

Red brick, and the ant flick. 

You get the rhyme about the ant in line?

In our brick house we used to watch. 

In second grade we sometimes sang.

Brick wall, waterfall. 

Our brick school was home to our rules.

Getting old, you start to fold.

Bricks break, cinders shake. 

Time stops, a penny drops.

We will all be fine in this life and time.

Do these bricks all belong with this time that ticks?  

The things we do for love

Drive 4 hours to see them. 

Get three hours of sleep just so you can be with them.

Do the dishes because clean is always good. 

Clorox the bathtub because they did something for you. 

Go to baseball games for support. 

Pay for dinner because you're hungry. 

Open the door for respect. 

Surprise them with fun things.

Take cute pictures to remember all the memories.

Go to work, so you can have money to pay for food.

Shower and get ready because you want to look nice for them. 

 

Scratch their back because it itches. 

Hold hands even if they are clammy.

 

Make blankets to keep your love warm.

Watch vampire diaries even if you don't want to.

Be there for them, always.

Pick them up when they're down. 

Pop their back because it makes them feel good. 

Be broke, because you paid for their love.

Be rich, because you have their love. 

Alone

I walk the halls alone, yet I'm surrounded by people

Fake smiles 

Forced laughs

Quiet battles

We've all convinced ourselves that we're alone 

We all feel like no one understands 

But if we're all alone then we are alone together

People walk down the halls and stare at their feet or the ceiling and we're lonely

But what would happen if we looked up and tried to make someone's fake smile a real smile 

What would happen if we found out what color everyone's eyes are 

What if, instead of being alone, we were alone together

Hats

What does your hat say about you? 

What does my hat say about me? 

If you wear a cowboy hat, you must be a cowboy. 

If you wear a beanie, you must be a hoodlum. 

If you wear a baseball cap, you must be a jock. 

If you were a snap back, you must be cool. 

If you wear a top hot, you must be Abraham Lincoln. 

We may all be wearing the same hat but we are all different. 

Something new

I crave for something new in my life.

I'm sick of all the old drama. 

I need new things to do.

 

New hobbies. 

Let's throw out the old ones. 

 

I yearn to feel something I've never felt before. 

All this, all I have is so old and boring. 

New looks. 

New feelings. 

New lover.

Help me find something new. 

17 secrets

I wish I knew how to write poetry.

High school sucks.

I don't cry.

I used to be a watermelon,

Now I'm a full time cantaloupe.

I weigh approximately 3,846 York peppermint patties.

My brother went to jail last week.

I like to be alone but I don't like to be lonely.

My best friend is suicidal. 

I like kissing. 

My three sisters are all pregnant and I'm afraid my kids will be too young to play with their cousins.

I don't know how to fall in love.

 

I hate the smell of Clorox, it reminds me of throwing up.

My weaknesses are strawberries, sweatpants, and tickling.

If you play with my hair without me asking I'll probably fall in love with you.

 

Every guy should be like Landon the lifeguard.

I'm afraid of no one being there for me. 

That song still makes me think of you.