Golden Wings

All I want is to fly,
fly with golden wings that take me beyond
beyond where my brown ones can go
Fly to a destination so high that I’m friends with the stars and the sky.

When I’m there, will I smile?
When I’m there, will I fall in love with the sky?
Tell me, giver of golden wings, what’s the price?

There are no free lunches, they say
So do my wings cost me my humanity?
my sanity? or will they lead me to vanity…
Tell me, giver of golden wings, how will I have to pay?

All I want is to fly,
to be mindless and be friends with the stars and the sky.
Too bad I’m still human, and worry about the price
Giver of golden wings, thank you for teaching me to try.


I Hope You’re Happy

You said you wanted to leave a mark that could change someone’s life, well you did.

You said you wanted to be famous, now you are.

You said you wanted the power to break something and replace it, you did.

The scars you embedded in my skin still burn, the crime you committed is known and my heart is shattered.

You closed my eyes and I trusted you to tell me if I’m about to run into a wall but you lead me to a fall, a fall so deep that I can never recover.

Maybe I can live with the pity and the burns but the heart that you broke can’t be fixed and the ice in my soul will kill me.

I leave you this note to remind you of what you achieved. I hope you’re happy.

A Winner

No matter what you’ve been through, you’ve managed to survive.

You may have been hurt physically and the scars still show, or emotionally and the pain is still fresh.

Or the one you trusted might have betrayed you; you might feel you’re shattered and not even duct tape can fix you.

Or you’ve been discouraged, hated and beaten, but you’ve made it through.

What didn’t kill you made you stronger, taught you to yell stop, taught you to fight back, raise your voice and walk away.

Someone hurt you but you put on a Band-Aid and stood up. You’ve won already, don’t fall back down, take another step and accept your prize, which is freedom.

Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday, it’s time to begin again, start fresh.

This time you know you’re stronger, you know you can fight whatever comes at you because you’re a firework and you’re going to show them that you’re a champion. A Winner.


This is based on the famous quote by Dr. Steve Maraboli: “You are not a victim. No matter what you have been through, you’re still here. You may have been challenged, hurt, betrayed, beaten, and discouraged, but nothing has defeated you. You are still here! You have been delayed but not denied. You are not a victim you are a victor. You have a history of victory.”

Parts of the lyrics of the following songs has been used:                                                                         What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, by Kelly Clarkson                                                               Coming home, by Skylar Grey                                                                                                                        It’s time, by Imagine Dragons                                                                                                                           Firework, Katy Perry                                                                                                                                       Fix You, Coldplay.


Sometimes the people you care about make choices, where you aren’t prioritized, even though you think you should have been. You might not be able to understand why, and this makes you sad. This is exactly what happened to me.

Enter Sean Stevenson, one of my best friends. Sean was a part of my 9 people best friends group. He meant a lot to me, as did the others.

When the school year got over he drifted away from the group and when school reopened he was a completely different Sean.

A Sean, who pretended to not know me in front of his new friends, a Sean who ignored me and the others completely, a Sean who wasn’t my friend anymore.

This hurt for some reason, seeing him hurt, hearing his voice hurt, what happened to him?

I wanted to push these thoughts away, I wanted to ignore him as well, I wanted to act like it didn’t affect me and that I didn’t care, but I did and I couldn’t get over it.

My friends seemed to get over it; they stopped talking about him, stopped caring and gave up on him. It seemed so much easier for them, but then I realized, that maybe the reason why I couldn’t get over it was because he was more than a friend for me, I guess I liked him.

I don’t know it still confuses me and I know that it will continue to baffle me, but all I can do now is try to get it out of my mind, he probably never thought of me in the same way and maybe he has a reason for changing. Better to not think of unthinkable things than struggle to study them.

Like him or not, care about him or not, I have to get over him.

Some people change, so did he, it’s not the end of the world, it’s just another door that was a little tight and I just have to push harder to get through.