Under the Bus

You may feel like you’re under

the bus. Maybe, someone threw

you there. To be clear, you can

get from under that bus. Trust

that you can get out and about.

The feeling will go away. Don’t

stay feeling that way. Believe

that you are the bus driver:

the one who is in full control.

Besides, no one knows you or

your soul better than you do.

Slam on the gas pedal. Embrace

that sound of screeching metal.

Sure, make pit stops here and there.

Just don’t stop for all that long.

Fly down the highway blasting

your favorite song. Feel like you

are under the bus? Grab the wheel

and knock off the dust. Drive. Drive

and drive. It’s time to feel alive.

Resist

Resist the urge to be mean

to yourself. Love yourself.

Be yourself. Tell those voices

to be nice, and don’t think

twice about silencing sounds,

words, or comments that bring

you down. You are amazing.

You are great. You are different.

You are meant to be special.

You are all the world needs.

Resist the urge to be the same.

You are rare. Uniqueness must

remain. Feel alive and well.

You still have stories to tell.

Don’t give in to bad thoughts.

Resist. Time can’t be bought.

Being yourself can’t be taught.

Stop and Go

Stop. No. Go. Stop – go – go.
Don’t stop now. Stop and go.
Go without stopping. Stop
without going. If you go,
I will stop. If I go, you will
not. Don’t go now. I can’t
stop you from going. You go
away and I can’t stop thinking
about going too. Go. Stop. Go.
Smell the rose as it’s growing.
Stop. Go. Stop and know that
you can’t stop without going.

X_______ (Sign Here)

Sit in. The front.

Just don’t. Look back.

Wish for. Happy days.

Cloudy skies. Rain Stays.

Push hard. With words.

Written down. Too absurd.

Find yourself. Stay honest.

Live free. Die less.

Find ways. To express.

What you. Know best.

Lead from. The soul.

Find love. Until full.

Spend time. Any way.

Learn why. Be okay.

Flip over. Hour Glass.

One time. Going fast.

Time spills. through cracks.

Slipping by. Going black.

UPDATE

As the days have passed, I have thought more and more about my future. The more I think about my life, the more I run my thoughts into circles. I often think about the future and what is to be. When I think too far ahead, I feel bad because I know I am not living in the present. I have accepted that my future is bright, although I do not know how my career will go or how I will apply my degree. All I know is that I have to be so thankful for how much I have progressed over my entire life, particularly my college experience. As I reflect I have a greater appreciation for the trials and tribulations I have experienced. There were so many times where I have thought about giving up, but I always thought about just “finishing”. Now that I am almost “finished” with what I have wanted to achieve, I must not think about my future, but be happy that I have grown.