tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51542451867652003582024-03-13T16:23:56.357-07:00The DreamRyan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-9807665113886590332015-06-11T20:28:00.002-07:002015-06-11T20:28:48.286-07:00Apart<div style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I sit alone while she runs through my head.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Shes all drugged up in a hospital bed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I sit alone and man I freaking miss her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Is it bad if every moment I just want to kiss her?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">A thought runs through my head like a dart.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Its just that I've come to realize that she holds my heart.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Every moment we spend together burns itself into my brain</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Its like when you try to wash out that one stain,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">but it never comes out.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">But what if I like that stain?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">What if my heart wasn't just playing some stupid game?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">What if </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I love her.........</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I think I do.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I hope she knows I do.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span></div>
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Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-26503015992424949032015-05-22T14:37:00.000-07:002015-06-05T07:06:23.167-07:00Open Mic<div style="text-align: center;">
Cologne stained walls and Perfume covered halls,</div>
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High school.</div>
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Make up days and tardies,</div>
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NC's and my parents........Oh geez.</div>
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High school.</div>
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Worthless lunch rooms and over crowded class rooms.</div>
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Janitors that never seem to let go of their brooms,</div>
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High school.</div>
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1 in the morning study nights,</div>
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followed by 6:30 alarm fights.</div>
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Some of us call ourselves athletes.</div>
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Weather your catching a ball or kicking it or running around in a circle because tracks a sport.</div>
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It all ads up to countless hours of your coaches calling you trashy, because they were better then you when they were your age.</div>
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They say the sage is the new best thing,</div>
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but if you ask me as long as there's A, B, C and D everyone can pass the stupid thing.</div>
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Sometimes it rains, and pain and heartbreak drip through the ceiling onto the floor and all we can do is wade through it while the tardy bell rings.</div>
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And each day we go through the same doors hoping that somehow Monday never comes and Friday never ends.</div>
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High school.</div>
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Romances that never last,</div>
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and teachers that think we only have one class.</div>
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But what does it matter if high school doesn't last.</div>
Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-69188272550717074672015-05-20T21:16:00.000-07:002015-05-20T21:16:49.306-07:00I Remember. <span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when I didn't care about how I looked going to school.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when I thought I could be the best writer in a junior and senior filled class.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when getting less than 10 hours of sleep was impossible.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when I was mad at my cousins because their bed time was later than mine.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when everyone was friends with everyone in the class (except that weird kid that always picked his nose)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when 5 minutes of homework felt like 5 hours.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when I was supposed to turn in this blog post and forgot.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when I was sent out to the hall for telling a "your moma joke"</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when I thought Canada was England.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when I hid in the back of my cousins car so I wouldn't have to go home and, they drove me all over the place without them finding me.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember when texting became a big thing and how stupid it seemed that you wouldn't just call them.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when I thought I could learn another language. Nope.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember a time when I liked school. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I remember.</span>Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-46813722855100832472015-05-19T21:38:00.002-07:002015-05-19T21:38:20.299-07:00Look UpI look up to the sky. The outside world, and to space where the sun shines and the stars hide I<br />
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Look up.</div>
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I look up because I have been taught to never look down</div>
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the earth below my feet constantly pulling me down but, </div>
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I look up.</div>
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I feel the strain on my neck my heavy body always wanting to fall and never get up but,</div>
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I look up.</div>
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I feel the abuse of the world weighing me down. I feel the pressure of never succeeding. I hear the world's deep quiet voice telling me to look down because i'l never make it but,</div>
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I look up.</div>
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I see you walking towards me head down and depression up, and all I have been taught to say is......Look up.</div>
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I know you don't understand and neither do I but this is why I try, because if I don't look up for myself no one else will.</div>
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I </div>
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look</div>
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up.</div>
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Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-52082581682745303622015-04-26T21:48:00.001-07:002015-04-26T22:18:27.468-07:00A Letter To My Heart<div style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I respect you I really do I just have a problem with the way you lead me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"> I know you pump blood for me and keep me living trust me I know, but why do you lead me astray? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I just feel like you can't go a week without crushing on someone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Then you find someone and you can't stop leading me too them.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"> You build a false since of interest that doesn't go away. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The real problem here is I hate making mistakes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"> I'm not calling you a failure or a bad decision maker I'm just saying please take some consideration about how this may affect me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"> Everything I do and everything you make me say has a consequence and I'm so sick of being let down.....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I just don't know what's up with you lately.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"> I don't want this to sound like a rant or a lecture I just want you to understand.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"> I don't want to jump into something that will most likely turn into nothing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">We're stuck together forever, so we might as well start listening to each other.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"> So stop controlling my life. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Let me decide if she's the one.</span></div>
Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-51621811901394067772015-04-20T22:10:00.001-07:002015-04-20T22:10:26.665-07:00My Amazing Video<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-36688255688856044602015-03-26T21:10:00.004-07:002015-03-26T21:10:54.744-07:00It's me.I try to blend in at times<br />
I'm not sure why.<br />
I try to stand out<br />
I'm not sure why.<br />
I just want you to look at me!<br />
Because guess what I'm real.<br />
This pen name I'm hiding behind is more than just name,<br />
I'm more than just a fake name.<br />
Because when I walk into class, and you look down on me because I'm the Sophomore<br />
I don't care.<br />
Because you're the one reading my blog.<br />
So enjoy it,<br />
or don't.<br />
Either way I don't care because I'm the writer and you're the reader,<br />
so freaking read!<br />
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Yours truly Ryan Coon (The Sophomore)<br />
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Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-8525845291099281212015-03-15T16:56:00.000-07:002015-03-15T16:56:18.672-07:00My head.<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I sit by my window looking out into the sky,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">it isn't death that I fear its never having lived in the first place.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">My head aches,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I'm short of breaths.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I breath.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">In</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">out</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">the clouds pass by grouped together.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">My phone buzzes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I sit in silence.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I look back at my past,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">why am I here?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">My heart could stop at any second.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Have I impacted anyone's life?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Questions unanswered race through my mind,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I watch the clouds disappear.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I'm taken back to when I was in third grade</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"> sitting by my best friend Kayla,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Shes called to the office</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">shes moving.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She is saying her goodbyes</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">she turns to me,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">says something I cant remember.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Something along the lines of goodbye or miss me,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I reply with something I have wanted to take back my whole life</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>you never existed</i> I say jokingly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I receive the saddest look I've ever seen.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">She takes her stuff and goes to the office</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I never see her again,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I'm brought back to looking out the window</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I blink,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">a car drives by</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I think about my parents in Arizona.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">what if they never come back?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Would I miss them?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Who would I live with?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I blink.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I think about people with depression</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"> and why they cant just eat a bowl of ice cream and be fine.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I think about people with ADHD and why they can't just focus.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I think about how stupid phobias are</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">then I realize how much I would feakout if a spider was above me descending from its web</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I look up</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">no spider,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">my heart stops raising.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I think about the girl I saw in the halls and wonder why she was so sad.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I think about the girl that I thought looked cute and wonder why I didn't compliment her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I think about.......</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I cant say because now I'm focusing on blinking</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">and whats wrong with the people that blink 50 thousand times when they talk and never realize it,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">or how some peoples nose moves when they talk.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I swallow.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">My head stops hurting</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I close my eyes,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">and imagine </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">how the world would be without me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Then I realize it doesn't matter because I'm still alive and if the world doesn't like that than kill me,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">because</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I'm </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">still</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">here.</span></div>
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Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-9883534118794963512015-03-08T22:58:00.002-07:002015-03-08T22:58:25.913-07:00Yep.<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It 11:59 p.m. and I have spent more time blankly staring at my guppies then I've spent doing homework. Do I have a life?</span>Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-87896319868262218482015-03-01T21:51:00.000-08:002015-03-01T21:51:42.163-08:00From our point of view<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">I look around and I'm surrounded by sadness,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Its hard to accept that you're now part of this madness.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">The world moves on while you suffer,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">no one understands why you can't recover.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">You start to feel alone,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">you just wish that they would have known,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">that you can only control your actions,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">and no one knows what might be the reactions.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">If you choose to take the same path as those before you,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">how many will you affect if you go through?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Don't quit.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"> Choose to stay and I guarantee you will benefit.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Don't lose hope,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">we all have to go down the same slope.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Choose to stay,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">we will always remember that day.</span></div>
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<br />Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-25292885840040072142015-02-22T22:45:00.001-08:002015-02-22T22:45:09.653-08:00I thought about you.<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I thought about you last night.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I thought about you when I was getting dressed,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I thought about you when I was tossing and turning,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I thought about you when I was at work,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I thought about you when I was dreaming,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I thought about you when I was writing,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I thought about you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Then I smiled.</span><br />
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Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-65734243516312603242015-02-22T22:28:00.000-08:002015-02-22T22:28:40.639-08:00Your'e not a brickI can make this post go one of two ways.<div>
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We are like bricks</div>
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We are not like bricks</div>
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Forget it, were not bricks.</div>
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Bricks are hard, solid, basic and worst of all bricks are so similar.</div>
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WE ARE NOT BRICKS</div>
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We are big, small, weak, strong and most of all we are unique.</div>
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You can't call me a brick I'm not even square.</div>
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Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-34950191744800788772015-02-15T21:08:00.002-08:002015-02-15T21:08:44.960-08:00I just want.I just want to be that guy,<div>
I forget that it only happens to people that try,</div>
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I just want to be unique,</div>
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but would that make me antique?</div>
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I just want to be fun,</div>
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bright, cheery like the sun,</div>
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I just want to be the cool kid,</div>
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like sort of off the grid,</div>
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I just want, </div>
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Idk.</div>
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Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-68470754227846804692015-02-14T22:59:00.000-08:002015-03-15T22:10:52.466-07:00Her<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">To the girl I never thought I would meet,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to the girl that makes</span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">every one's day better,</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to the girl that can make my veins white and my heart cold, </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to the girl that makes me want to go to school everyday,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to the girl who showed me love is a language,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to the girl who made me call cupid, </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to the girl who will read this and not think its cheesy,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to the girl who I've wanted to kiss since I first met her,</span><br />
<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to the girl that defines the word beautiful,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to the girl who showed me love isn't just about holding hands and kissing,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to the girl that makes my cheeks hurt whenever I am with her,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: large;">to the girl that inspired me to write this,</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to Her.</span></div>
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<br />Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-54774794244846116542015-02-08T21:56:00.003-08:002015-02-08T21:56:55.078-08:00What does it matter?<div style="text-align: center;">
Some people</div>
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think</div>
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we are robots.</div>
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Going through life.</div>
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<b>Repeating.</b></div>
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Over, and over.</div>
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Get up, get ready, </div>
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go to work, come home, sleep.</div>
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Get up, get ready, </div>
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go to work, come home, sleep.</div>
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Get up, get ready, </div>
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go to work, come home, sleep.</div>
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What does it matter?</div>
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What happens in between sets us apart.</div>
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So what do you do in between?</div>
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Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-60179437459278285192015-02-02T21:31:00.001-08:002015-02-02T21:31:32.936-08:00Little kidsIf you could describe your childhood in one word what would it be?<div>
Free. <div>
No responsibility, no consequences and no stress. At the time everyone was your friend, showers were a waste of time and nap-time was our arch nemesis. Coloring was the only way to really focus on anything.</div>
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The question I want answered is WHAT HAPPENED? Why did crayons and Play-Doh become only a kids thing? Why did the coloring have to end? But did it really end? I don't think so. If you ask me all they did was disguise it to look more grown up and mature. Think about it. Crayons were replaced with paintbrushes, Play-Doh with molding clay, and even juice boxes with Gatorade. Our childhood never really ended it was merely disguised or transformed to look more appropriate. We will always be little kids.</div>
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Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-65561690889930072282015-02-01T20:04:00.001-08:002015-02-01T20:59:28.184-08:00"Men must know their limitations."- Clint Eastwood<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This I Believe<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">I believe in limitations.
That </span><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">doesn't</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"> mean that I quit things, but it does mean that I know when
enough is enough. As everybody knows there
are specific universal laws that you cannot overcome such as the law of gravity,
the fact that humans can’t sprout wings and fly just because they want to, and
of course death. You can’t defy those laws, but you can stretch
them. Limitations can be stretched or
changed but never removed. Let me be
more specific to me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">When I was fourteen I was riding my motorcycle with my Dad. I have been riding a dirt bike since I was
seven years old and I know I am confident in my riding ability to control my
bike. This trip we decided to go up the canyon and our ride was getting close to over. As we neared the exit of the trail I started
to race my dad. This is typical in our rides. As I neared him he sped up so I
did the same. By doing this I burst my
comfort zone and passed my limit of a safe speed. By increasing my speed and leaving my comfort
zone behind my reaction time </span><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">wasn't</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"> there. As you can imagine I crashed. This was not my first crash but this one
defiantly left its mark. Besides the
normal cuts and bruises I busted open my foot. My foot was hurting and there was blood when I
took off my boot. Its not normal to
bleed when you have great riding boots that can take a beating, but other than
that I </span><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">wasn't</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"> worried about it too much.
It was getting dark and my bike was fine so we rode home. My Dad was more worried than I was and suggested
we go to the hospital just to get it checked out. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">What happened next I was not prepared for. After a botched surgery I had major
limitations for the whole summer.
Meaning no swimming, quitting my baseball team, missing out on trek,
quitting my summer job, no dirt bike riding, and crutches the whole
summer. During my recovery time I had a
lot of time to think about what had happened and what I could have done
differently. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">How would setting limitations have changed the outcome? How
many things do we need limitations for? Why
do limitations need to be made? Setting
limitations does not mean you are boring or not adventurous. Everyone has
different limitations for different things. What I learned that summer was that if I
wanted to continue having an awesome life and feeling free to do the things I
enjoyed I needed to set some limitations.
Who would have thought that limitations could be freeing? I now know that in order to keep dirt bike
riding fun and safe I need to set my own limitations when I ride. Sometimes breaking your comfort zone is not a
good thing. Set limitations. Know when to quit. We all will learn eventually. I already did.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Ryan C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18072008787040314875noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154245186765200358.post-21642418953093829942015-01-23T15:04:00.000-08:002015-01-23T15:05:14.098-08:00Intro My life is just a spec on a endless timeline. What does that mean? Here's another question, what do you have to offer this world? What is your life about? Why are you here? Do you have a future? I wouldn't know because I'm me and not you. Why am I asking the questions, you're the reader? How can you figure out someone that only asks question about YOU? Consider that next time you talk to someone. Maybe they don't want to hear about your life because after all they aren't you. I'm not harsh I'm the third person. The mirror. How can I see me myself when all I see is your reflection? I create a bubble that only I can pop. Always afraid of LABELS. Can you really label a person you can't understand? Its called listening. Try it sometime, and when you do you will know me. You can't cast judgments until you hear me. Can you really though? Have you lived my life? Put on my shoes and walked around. What does it matter I'm just a spec.<br />
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