Monday, June 20, 2011

The Road Less Traveled

It is very important to be passionate about your job. You spend so much of your time and commitment doing your job that you have to be passionate about it. Its too much time taken out of your life to regret doing it. When you don't like your job, then it affects the rest of your life because you think about it, or you come home after a bad day of it and cant brush it off.
I know adults who lash out on their family because they are upset at what they have to deal with at work and it stresses them out. They aren't passionate about their job and they bring that home with them. If its a job where you have to deal with customers then you definitely have to like it because sometimes people think that you are only there to serve them and if you do something wrong then the blame is all on you. And if you already dislike your job then its harder to forget about the bad customers that made your day worse.

My life - After a very long and stressful twelve years of school I will be taking a break before going to college. I have been writing since i was 13, mainly songs but have started stories, and have successful feedback by many people I know personally and don't know personally. And have sent my writings into a publishing company down in the States and have got a song writing contracts in return. My future isn't completely planned out but writing is something I'm passionate about because its my only way of expressing myself and getting out what I need to say but am too afraid to and I feel it will go far because of that. To get to where I want to be, sharing my writings with everyone, I just need to look at more options and more writing companies, hopefully one closer. But since the first one I sent samples too gave me very positive feedback, I am confident in it.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

55word original composition

Always there

Oxygen. You use it to breathe. Your first breathe with birth. Your last breathe with dead. Something you can't see is so essential to living. Awake, I could breathe. Alone, I breathed. Its always been there. With family. After friends abandoned me. I breathe. So why, throughout my life have I felt like I've been suffocating.

J.C

He sent my cousin to the hospital. I was fourteen.

Set him on fire, told him to just die.

And my cousin did, two months after i turned fifteen.

Put on trial when I was sixteen. Evidence revealed at seventeen, Enough for twenty-five to life. Five months till i turn eighteen. I'm still waiting.

The youth of today

You are killing today's generation. Watch your children fall. Your hearts full of lies, souls piled up for sale. They give themselves up so easily. Chained up so young and naive. And we sit back and watch the show. Our hearts full of pride. Nothing can stop them now. Nothing can faze them now.

Save you?

Falling and they have no control. Your children stand tall and broken. Hiding it all away, they go away broken and we are the generation that's supposed to save the world. Save the world? We can’t even save ourselves. I think I'll let you drown in the desperation of the world you created for me.