an english response

IMAGINITIVE RESPONSE – “good relationships can enhance our sense of identity..”


As she wondered into the big cubed building of Cube 37, she looked up at the big glass automatic doors and gulped, as she knew she was nervous to venture beyond the doors. As the junior circus class finished up in the room in which her new future was going to unfold, she sat outside on the cold leather benches fiddling with the edge of her t-shirt contemplating wether the outfit of leggings and t-shirt was quirky or appropriate enough to fit in within the circus troupe. As the junior class ended and the doors opened the beginning of an amazing journey was about to begin without her knowing.
The group invited her with open arms and no attempt at judgement, but just a big circus hug of acceptance. Each week the big glass doors that first scared her soon became the pearly white gates of heaven, although she had close and best friends at school they never quite accepted her and made her consistently feel accepted then those of her nearly found friends at circus.
Each week a new undiscovered piece of her true identity was uncovered, that somehow disappeared when she was away from circus. The friends at circus soon became the closest thing she had to a non-blood related family, which brought out the best in her.
The girl found that each time she was with the new found family her true identity was able to escape with no judgement, never once judgment only ever acceptance and love, the more she opened up, the more her true self unveiled the more opportunities life gave her within the circus and outside, the circus had become her home, her escape and her family.
As the year progressed, the bonds just became stronger and more powerful to the point that she started to suffer circus withdrawals that gave her severe symptoms of loneliness and sadness. Every hour apart from them felt like years and the days just grew longer and longer until it simply became unbearable to be apart from them.
When it came to the 2-year milestone the bond and whom I was started to strongly develop, and every moment spent away from them faded the person who I was becoming.
As that year came to a close the person who she was, her identity was stronger, she knew who she was and it was because of them.
This girl found a light in the darkest of places; this girl had found who she was and who she wanted to be in the future. This girl was me.

Those you’ve known And lost, still walk behind you All alone They linger till they find you

today 24th December

today is a horrible day

today should fill me with excitement and joy in regards to my birthday and christmas the next day, the day i wait all year

but today it dosnt

today i am hurt and sad.

instead i sit here crying remembering every= word you said to me that faithful night you left my hand. but i need you to know my hand is still open waiting for you to come home, but thats not the case and i cant accept that you will never return home, return to me and once again tell me you love me, and hold my hand

I WANNA HOLD YOUR HAND!

and worst of all the i really need is you back, i need my friend to help pull me out of my shlump :(

in dedication to you light a candle hope that it glows and sing you this as tears pour down my face for you once again as forever it will be your song

When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
COULD IT BE WORSE?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you.

I MISS YOU <3

im never goin to be that girl am i?

Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl:

Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl

Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in

Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl:

Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl:

gone in a blink of an eye

how is it that in one month everything that was once perfect is broken?

and worst of it all in one month ive managed to loose my best friend, the person that meant everything to me, the person that i trusted my life with, the person that i knew would always be there, the person who was my hero, the person who saved my life, ONE CRACK and its all gone. and i fear can never be replaced :( or repaired to its original form.

the person who i lost will disagree that they are still there, but ive lost every best friend, and this one isnt the one who i ever wanted to loose.

so yes we fight every other day

and i know i ruin everythin

and i know that sometimes i wonder wether staying in this friendship is healthy for me

and i know that sometimes it hurts to be friends but i hate and LOVE you!

without them i feel weak !

everywhere i see things that remind me of you, and i try to stay strong but it hurts holding on.

sometimes i wonder wether or not if i left id leave a trace on them ?

and just sometimes id like them to say sorry

but wishing only wounds the heart.

blank page of an open book

blank page of an open book

where do i go from here?

the covers damaged the pages torn

beyond repair

dont bother putting me on a shelf

throw me away like others do

torn apart from the inside out

torn apart the damage heard

the future approaches

theres no light

no map to guide me

completely blinded

hand left untouched

how do i get through this?

how do i pull through?

how do i find my way out of here??

without erasing what lies ahead?

without erasing the haunting past?

FOR GOOD

AN IDOL

promises

PROMISES?

what are they? what do they mean? and how do u know wether the promise you just made is forever binded?

the traditional dictionary definition of promise is:

promise |ˈpräməs|

nouna declaration or assurance that one will do a particular thing or that guarantees that a particular thing will happen

well after reading this and believing this is what promises were all about i googled the urban dictionary defintion of a promise, and to plain honest this version is more accurate and sadley this is what our society has come to A WORLD OF BROKEN PROMISES!

1.	promise
	buy Something that many people make but few people keep and youd think of all people your best friends should be the ones keeping your promises, but from experience sadly they really arnt what is all cracked up to be. and how do u know, what u ask somebody to promise to never tell, they actually NEVER TELL! its becoming more apparent now that a promise is a lie, a way to shut somebody up or to even have hope placed upon them.

no point

i hate that point in life where everyday, every moment, every second and every tear just makes it even harder to stay strong

whats the point in faking the pain? whats the point in pretending your ok when on the inside your heart sinks?

whats the point?

bag full of emotion

so just when i think to myself things cannot possible get worse, things go horribly wrong.

when asked how i feel at the moment its a combination of hate, anger, hurt, frustration, sadness and i dont think i can possibly think of a word to describe how i feel. but i wonder why im always the girl who gets crushed??

why am i always getting battered and bruised?

and why do i get thrown around like im a joke

it makes you rethink who you are??

am i really the person i thought i was? or am i just destined to get hurt every time??

do i deserve it?

SOMEBODY PLEASE GIVE ME SOME ANSWERS!!

because i dont what to do!

why is it that, it gets to a point where we are so over it, that you feel you have to fake real emotion from the people you thought cared, because you cant handle talking about it??

or you can't handle the comments they throw at you, or the stupid "it'll be ok" all the time, when you HAVE TO FAKE your emotion from your your supposed friends that not ok.

no reflection..

ive tried for so long to be what you want me to be...

ive tried for so long to try to make you see me

ive tried for so long to show you i am real and not invisible

ive tried so hard that ive lost who i am

ive lost my own reflection fighting for you!!

i dont know where im going

who i am

or what im supposed to do???

you change like the seasons and either way i crumble and fall down, at times your like a hurricane hitting me straight and fast, you may not realise it but there will be a point where i cannor rebuild.

but then i meeet this girl, shes YOUR friend and she knows the pain, she eases the constant reminder and pain, shes lyk an needle, she takes away the pain or numbs it for a while. for her i am grateful, without her id be worse off...