My Peacful Life

I am flavored water,
watching the powder move
slowly to the bottom,
gradually dissolving
as it rest there,
as so am I disappear,
through life I feel
everything around
doesn’t matter it’s just
me against the world.

I am from the sweet sent
Of vanilla lingering through
my peaceful home,
magically taking over,
leaving me with wanting more,
as I sit with the feeling of magic
passing through me as I breath in,
waiting for everything to change.

I am from video games,
Inching closer to next
Level of life,
Like my life I wait
To make it to the next
Step to surviving the life
my adventures through time.

I am from loud squawking,
Silently sitting there in the night,
Slightly dozing off as my bird
Whispers my little sun shine.

I am from colors,
Looking over my sisters
As they draw gracefully,
Steady and slow I trace
Through my feelings,
Picking out the bad
Putting in the good.

I am from flowers,
Wondering what will
Appear next,
Watching my self
Grow and learn
How to handle life.


I am from secrets,
Slowly waiting for
A new one to settle in,
Imagining what my sister
Might tell me next.

I am from nick names,
Always being called
Something different
Every day,
In a way that makes me
Unique.















I am flavored water,
watching the powder move
slowly to the bottom,
gradually dissolving
as it rest there,
as so am I disappear,
through life I feel
everything around
doesn’t matter it’s just
me against the world.

I am from the sweet sent
Of vanilla lingering through
my peaceful home,
magically taking over,
leaving me with wanting more,
as I sit with the feeling of magic
passing through me as I breath in,
waiting for everything to change.

I am from video games,
Inching closer to next
Level of life,
Like my life I wait
To make it to the next
Step to surviving the life
my adventures through time.

I am from loud squawking,
Silently sitting there in the night,
Slightly dozing off as my bird
Whispers my little sun shine.

I am from colors,
Looking over my sisters
As they draw gracefully,
Steady and slow I trace
Through my feelings,
Picking out the bad
Putting in the good.

I am from flowers,
Wondering what will
Appear next,
Watching my self
Grow and learn
How to handle life.


I am from secrets,
Slowly waiting for
A new one to settle in,
Imagining what my sister
Might tell me next.

I am from nick names,
Always being called
Something different
Every day,
In a way that makes me
Unique.





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