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Studying Muddying Sipping my cup of joe Working so hard until The dead of night. Thanks to my work, I’ve no Availability It is so challenging Staying upright. Tickity Tockity
I am a Cross Country Runner We don’t quit, And we never stop. I am a Cross Country Runner We can run forever Because we run from our pasts.
Love Yourself, Speak Yourself These are the messages carried through their speeches In large rooms full of their critics Under the hawk eyes of netizens Waiting, watching Bated breath
Coming up to 7 years of age was a magical time. We smiled, laughed, and life sailed swiftly by. Getting to the old age of 8 saw a massive change ahead. My guardian angel was often missing, replaced with an absent father,
Still in the field. Bouncing up and down. Looking back to the left and right. Darn! Twine broke again, get the gear.
Real hard work It comes with a price You lose friends or you lose your mind It's waking up at 5 am Going out and starting your day long before the other side of the world goes to bed for the night
You mean a lot to me Not because of your appearance Not because of the nice things you have But because you have not given up on me Thank you for loving me and continuing to fight for us
It's a sad day on Lancaster Get fifty a day Living this way Makes for a sad day Tip toe around Left out on the ground No one else but yourself around
Work harder for your dreams They say. Believe me, if effort was success I'd be rich. Instead I'll punch the clock, Do the job, Do the other job, And studdy the trade all night So that one day
One time, Sometime, There was a non-magical building In an even more non-magical town, Where pumpkins and mice Were as plain as they sound. There were no Great Stone Dragons
As a child, I went through a very brief period of childhood before I was thrust into a world where monsters are not only very real, but a constant factor I had to face.
I wake up before the sun, Finish homework, Pack a healthy lunch. Can't waste daylight, There's never enough. Can't read by starlight, There's never enough.
She dreamt of silks and colors However, she grew up looking after her brothers She served sweets and pastries to pay off anything However, she received little to nothing She loved her native land
i stare at my keyboard while i try to think when was the last time that i could sing to the top of my lungs and towards the sky when was the last time that i tried to cry
Theres a difference between Calluses and Scars Suprisingly both are relatively permanent Both are made through weather and age But while my scars are put there By things I did not do
It starts here Right now Your determination Returns And your goals Are ever clearer It's within your grasp But will you take it? Your dreams in reach If you just stretch
Spreading in the air Like a toxic drug Dripping with intensity Soaking in the tub Lathered with bubbles Popping one by one Drifting softly in the air Wandering without a care
Happiness is the outcome to unquenchable tears which came because of struggle. The world is sad, the world is bad.
Within, there must be that voice...The one to push you to succeed.For me, it tells me that all is okay,And I need to prepare for what I may see.
I am a river working hard always moving changing everything around me, while accepting change, myself. Sometimes I am calm sometimes I am restless. No matter, for I am a river.
If poverty dwells your wallet
Luscious green grass covers the field It is a battlefield for some And entertainment for others
Life,it's a funny concept really.
I am from sweat and hard work, from the searing heat of summer and the freezing chill of winter. I am from the horse kicked dirt, and the cattle-branded smoke blowing in the wind.
For several years I was stuck in a rut It was time for a change, so I trusted my gut I was doing the same thing for many years It was time to step out, time to face my fears
It takes baby steps, I started out crawling at the ground Wanting to be different, so I walked into dozens of Audition rooms to distinguish My playing from others.
To Be a Animator-I have to focus on the body to the movtion of the wind from the sky to birds to a woman like me.
The Joy of Baking Do what you love Never work a day Alone in the apartment Just the oven and I. I bake up a storm Never stopping to worry Just cookies and cakes
Life Live it up Wake up to a new day And seize it Carpe Diem Seize the day But which day are you really seizing? Today? Yesterday? Tomorrow? Will you go and grab next Tuesday?
Who's to blame?We're all just so different,we take it for granted that we're right;point the fingers at anyone elseand mock the system.Just consider this:maybe we have our own way
Because the American Dream is hardly a dream Working two jobs, a nightmare it seems Bills upon bills, taxes upon taxes, Living middle class, far from the wealthy status.
I Am From A Vast World I am from a Nintendo world Save the Princess Weild a sword You must have courage to beat the dark lord I am froma fullmetal heart
Little stream through the woods How sad and lonely you must be Tired too though many can’t see You fight and fight to make it through And one day when you finally do In the big ocean you will be
The credits start to run after the images fade, Everyone agrees it was a great show and leaves, Not giving much thought to all the work it took to be made.
This is for you. You know who you are. The nerdy kids. The smart kids. The, “she’s just so bright for her age” daughters and the “he’s always excelled at everything he’s done” sons
The world is changing And so am I Gaining new experiences And learning to get by I'm growing and thriving And battling fear Of being alone In pursuit of a career So much is new
You, Me. Were all the same Live, Die. It's all a frame We work hard to live happy But at the end its all wrothless The meaning of life is deaf Were here one day and gone the next