Blind Folded

It was very scary, i could not see ANYTHING and felt very timid because i didn't know where i was going or where anything was. i rely so much on my sight and I'm not use to being essentially blind, so this was very difficult. my sense of smell didn't really work because I'm sick. my hearing was the only thing i could use and it felt like i could hear everything around me. like they say when your sight is cut off your hearing becomes stronger. or at least i think that's what they say? it was a good experience and i don't know how blind people do it. i have always had the out most respect for blind people because they are forced to be possessed with the most difficult disability there is, and they have no choice for it. to people that can see, they don't really realise how much they rely on the sight, so that is why when we put that blind fold on we were so confused and different. so to all those blind people out there, respect.

RIght as i wake up in the morning

Today felt different then all the rest of the week. i surprisingly went to bed earlier than usual so i feel really good right now. as usual though i go right to the washroom to use the facility. limping because my knee is just awful in the morning. since i have a spare first period I'm not getting dressed yet, i wait until my mom drops me off at my dads. still in my PJ's, while the rest of the my family is getting ready, while i sit here and right and do other things, i go to the kitchen to make myself cereal and toast. like usual, while i watch TV. Sports centre kills me, Jay Onright and Dan O'Toole make my mornings. they are hilarious. of course my dog comes to me, i have food. its like come on, you have your own food, get out of here. i fell asleep and missed half of the hockey game so i was pretty pissed about that. its always so bright in the mornings now so its like the sunlight is constantly in my eyes and its following me. so annoying. its time to go now. so no more writing, i have done enough this morning.

My Biggest Fear

The ability to not succeed is what i fear the most.
The only obstacle in the way of me succeeding,
is looking right at me in the mirror. Myself.
The feeling i get when i picture myself a failure,
is unexplainable.
Its like everything stops and I'm just sitting there thinking.
Could this really happen?
What if it really happened?
Till this day it hasn't,
and i plan on keeping it that way.

People in Glass Houses Shouldn't...

People in glass houses shouldn't be naked,
because to them, their pride might be sacred.
People in glass houses shouldn't throw rocks,
or else the whole place will come down to the blocks.
People in glass houses shouldn't have parties,
or else the whole place will turn into smarties.
People in glass houses are truly courageous,
but at the same time just simply outrageous.

What is this?

What is this?

it is what it is

it could be this

or that

but nothings as simple as that

what you picture in your mind

may be different in others eyes