Sunday, February 8, 2015

I'm not a robot.
Do I wish I was though?
Robots don't make mistakes. 
Who wouldn't want to be a robot?
Robots know everything.
They also have no emotion.
They can't feel pain of a breakup. 
Or the abuse of a bully. 
They don't cry.
Being a robot would be so much easier.
But he they never feel the warmth of a hug.
Or the excitement of a kiss.
 They never smile at the flowers he got you for Valentines Day.
But maybe he never bought you flowers. 
Or surprised you with a kiss. 
Maybe you never feel the warmth of a mothers hug. 
Just the sting of her hateful words.
They pain of the lies your friends told about you. 
Maybe I wish I didn't have emotions.
Maybe being a robot isn't all that bad. 
Maybe the grass really is greener that way.

Sunday, February 1, 2015

Super Bowl Sunday

Losing is tough.
Winning takes work.
I suck at this.
Why not write about death and depression like everyone else?
Because there's more to life. That's why.
Put in some work.
You can't always win, so get over it.
No one gets there way every time.
So why try at all, right?
My gosh this sucks. 
Screw it. 

GO PATRIOTS!!!!!