Many places, I've come to know, People of different cultures, too; They all have their thing, Something that they can do, But not me, not yet, My talent has yet to show up. I write and write, plots And twists and poems and Even the rare favorite of The readers I've lured And ensnared in my blog. Yet deep inside, I force myself To write the words that meet The lines of text and thoughts. Then I turn to run, and Find the wind upon my face As I escape my life, But it always catches up, And the worries I face Distract me, making the Outside world obsolete. Even in reading, I find Myself buried in stories That show misfortune in the Lives of fictional characters, Directly only to do as they Were told by the writer. And yet, in stories there is a Beauty unmatched by reality, A world that eventually Results in kindness and Peace and excitement. And being in those worlds, If only for a mere moment, Is my hobby. If only I could Be the character in the ...
Favorite Food: Sloppy Joes! :D
ReplyDeleteExcellent choice!
DeleteOh goodness... food... uhm…. I would actually answer everything but I dislike a lot of food (specifically veggies and fruits, yes ik, unhealthy, but srsly, who wants to eat broccoli when there's a reeses right there?)
ReplyDeleteBut, okay, I can't choose a favorite food so I'll put a meal; Steak with worshershire, Winn dixie oven rolls (you know the ones that come out around thanksgiving that you bake?) with warm butter, then white cheddar mac n cheese, fries and hotsauce (I most likely couldn't eat this much but I can't choose so.... xD) and then a sprite with ice and finally, a sweet piece of fudge for desert <3
Also neat about the pokemon fanfic!