The ramblings in my head I release through poetry...some deep and with stories and some stories that may be shallow or deep.

These are just a collection of poems by one of the most popular and critically respected American poets of the twentieth century, Robert Lee Frost. (March 26, 1874 - January 29 1963) All rights belong to Robert Frost.

"How do you know if you're in love with someone?" he asked. I answered, "If you write a whole book about them."

Ok, this is just a book like the books people do their drawings except mine is of my poems and songs I write. I will tell you now that most of them are depressing and deal with teen drama. You also need to know to not read too much into the lyrics or words. Most of these will have nothing to do with what is going on in my life at the time. For example, the poems or songs about breakups; never been in a relationship for me to be able to get through the breakup process but I am in the middle of most of my friend's teenage drama to help keep theirs in check so I might base it off of their drama. So thanks for reading! Enjoy!

Hurting and broken, I lay here crying; Exposed and open, I lay here dying. Pick me up before I get broken, Pick me up and show some emotion. For all I know are cold, empty hearts, Constantly tearing my life apart. I've been picked up so many times Please don't drop me if you're really mine They've killed my heart and now my soul, I try keep it under control. They've broken the smile I wear everyday Soon to release the monsters at bay.

I often think out perfect words that explain how I feel, but when I come in the situation to use those words, I'm either too late or too forgetful So here are some stuff I need to get off my chest. If anyone I know reads this, I'm sorry I guess? Enjoy or something...

Late thoughts and the feeling of being so small that nothing matters.