Final Poem

Lovely Routine The shattered pieces pierce the empty hole in my chest. The memories sting as the pictures fades away.   I lose my thoughts when my eyes remember the way we used to be, And I can’t find my way back to you.   We talked, fought, cried, and laughed for hours taking every…

Teens and Identity

We all have daily lives and responsibilities such as work, caring for our families and our friends, and also going to school and getting an education. The pressure we all experience is continuous and is grown with different varieties but in the biggest way: things related to school, grades, friends, and our future. All these…