We met in time which fate decided.
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This Is My GirlFriend
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PoetryMask RequiredHow many masks can I wear,
Hiding behind an emotionless smile,
I can go on for days on end,
In sight others I’m not myself,
One person looked into my eyes,
Still I hide and change all the time, I’ve craved acceptance to be a friend, But my heart is broken and torn, Because my life is only pretend,
The masks that I put on my face,
I don’t know how I will retire, |
More about me and StephanieFate plays a partSo here I am a kid on the block who just likes to race the other kids down the sidewalk and around the light pole and back to a designated front porch. Little did I know that one day all my running and racing on my old block would lead up to a cross country team in Clarksville, TN for Kenwood High School. I didn't think much of running when I was young. I always thought to myself, "how can people not be fast, all you have to do is 'spin' your legs faster if you want to go faster." It never occured to me that I was fast. Well we move to Tennessee and my eigth grade year my brothers physics teacher is the assistant coach. My mom begins to talk to him and eventually signs me up for the high school cross country team. After my first practice I wanted to quit but I didn't. So a couple years go by and my sophmore year I make all-conference, which meant I was one of the top 15 runners in middle Tennessee, and got an invitation to Foot Locker National Qualifiers. So I decided to go. Stephanie was an ambitious girl who enjoyed running with her neighbor who was on the cross country team at NorthEast High School. Her neighbor eventually asked Stephanie if she would like to run with the team and Stephanie decided to give it a shot. She began training with the team everyday. They had a scrimmage one day and Stephanie ran her hardest and as a freshman she smoked the other girls. Since then she stayed on the team and her junior year she was invited to Foot Locker National Qualifiers. She couldn't go because she didn't have the money to pay for it but her coach generously paid for her to go. My coach and her coach got together and had an idea. They decided that both of our teams would go together. So both of the teams met up at Rossview high school to board a 15 passenger van at 8 in the morning on the day of November 24th, 2001. Stephanie and I have never met before now and once we did we spent the whole two days of Footlocker right next to each other. After that things just fell together and now we are talking about engagement. So whatever anyone says about her and I, all I have to say is Fate Played A Part. PoetrySurroundedIt’s all around me, From heaven to hell,
Under my feet, And over my head,
As far as my front side, Is to my back,
Left and right, Front to back, |
PoetryCloseBeing close is what I fear over all,
I hate being close just to see trials,
My life seems a map short one location,
But this time close will not be my case, Burdened
My heart covered with burden and the things that I read,
One thing will pass and my burden will fall,
Why do I let other peoples pain rest on my stance,
Why does it bother me until I go insane,
So until I find out how to help in the fight, |