I Never Understood The Point Of Being

Faith Is Accepting What Makes No Sense, What We Cannot Prove, But Know Down Deep In Our Souls Is Real.

I Just Don't See The Point In Beating Myself Up. I Think It's More Productive To Concentrate On Being A Better Person Right Now Than Punishing Myself For Who I Was In The Past.

Plagiarism Has Been Around Far Longer Than The Internet. In Fact, I Had A Poem Published In 'seventeen' Magazine When I Was 15 Years Old. About A Year Later I Was Informed That There Was A Girl Who Used That Same Poem To Win A Statewide Poetry Competition In Alabama. It Took Months For People To Put Together That This Had Happened.

You, Yes, You, Linger Inside My Heart The Same You Who Stopped Us Before We Could Start.

Since I’ve Known You, You’ve Been Spinning And Spinning And Spinning Into All These Various Personas, And None Of This Self-exploration And Experimentation Has Given You A Sense Of Peace. I’ve Known You For Six Years, Intimately For Four, And I Still Have No Idea Who I’m In Love With.