It was the Weiter day. I got dressed nervously, had Bruno thought I was a helper? I put on a blue hemd, shirt that sagte "Do I Look Like I Care?" and skinny jeans. I ran outside to look for the bus, it wasn't there. I waited and waited, but it never came! I ran to school. I finally got to school no one was in the halls. I realized everyone was in class. I wrote a fake note in cursive the best I could. When I walked into class I gave the teacher the note. She read happily. Not looking angry at all, she sagte "Oh! I didn't give Du a note. It was saying the bus driver was sick and there were no subs availble. Sorry!" I replied with " It's fine"
It’s the color of you
Du always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our orange book bags
Saved us from some pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two orange crayons
When everyone else was green
Then Du left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
Du were in the orange field in the sky
Du always sagte was there.
The orange of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though Du left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone orange in the rainbow
Without Du here
I protect my own
Though I wish Du were here
Now orange is my color
A color for Du bravery
A color for my survival
orange will forever be our color
Even though death took Du away
Forever orange for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Du always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our orange book bags
Saved us from some pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two orange crayons
When everyone else was green
Then Du left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
Du were in the orange field in the sky
Du always sagte was there.
The orange of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though Du left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone orange in the rainbow
Without Du here
I protect my own
Though I wish Du were here
Now orange is my color
A color for Du bravery
A color for my survival
orange will forever be our color
Even though death took Du away
Forever orange for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Your herz is sore, crippled up like paper.
Your voice is weak, barely passing Von you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
Du are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times Du told everything-
It was a lie, I Liebe Du became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. Du probably cannot Bewegen away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
Your voice is weak, barely passing Von you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
Du are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times Du told everything-
It was a lie, I Liebe Du became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. Du probably cannot Bewegen away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood Von me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To Zeigen them that...
Their work was useful.
To Zeigen them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to Zeigen all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood Von me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To Zeigen them that...
Their work was useful.
To Zeigen them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to Zeigen all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
Some of Du may go through life,
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.
I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life
Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
oder even my worst enemies.
This Jahr I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.
My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.
I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life
Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
oder even my worst enemies.
This Jahr I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.
My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
Why,
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.
Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same
I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.
Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.
Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same
I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.
Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.