Teen Ghost

I Wrote This About This Guy Who Since Writing This Ive Become A Lot Closer Too
^.^ <3

11/20/08

I pass you everyday watching you walk blankly to your next class.
You've always been there but you never got spotted.
Until that note.
The one note that was so simple but yet so honest...
So caring..
So...Real.
These feeling arn't of love.
They are merely interest.
The interest of who you really are and of where your going.
Its almost like a game for me.
Timing my exit perfectly so i can sneak a glimpse of you.
But you never notice.
You just walk your path step by step.

But one of these days.
That is going to change.
I'm going to stand in front of your path demanding your attention.
Screaming and jumping to try and catch your eye.
It won't do any good though you'll just walk right through me.
Its like I'm just a ghost in your high school life.

The Human Punching Bag

11/21/08

I'm the human punching bag.
Everyone throws their emotion into me.
The constant beating hurts and brings me down.
But I don't have to show it. I hide it.
I hide behind my mask so I dont bring you down.
I hide so I don't have to show you how I feel.
I want to scream,shout,and cry but I don't.
I deal with emotion by myself.
I don't need to do it in front of others.
I just dance it off. I dance to escape.
Without this I'd be just like you.
Another fool presenting their emotions for everyone else.
I hide.
I dance.
I escape.
So I don't end up like you.

How It Is To Be Me

I Wrote This Monologue My Freshman Year. Its Had To Be About A Personal Experience And This Is What Was Going On Around That Time.

04/04/08

Do you know how it is to be sitting alone in your room, just waiting to hear those footsteps? The shuffle of a sick twisted bastard that is your brother? You just sit in the darkness waiting, knowing that it will happen again just like it does every other night. For ten years I went through that, and you have the nerve to tell this court that it was a mutual act? How dare you suggest that a five year old was just longing to be raped, that he was just longing for his innocence to be stolen from him. Ten years ago I was in this exact same court room pleading for help. But no one came to rescue me. And now at age 15, ten years later your finally doing something about it. But your not doing enough. I'm still waiting here for justice. While your laying in your bed tonight. I want you to just remember one thing. I can't go to my house and I don't get to see my mother. And as soon as hes off the streets. I am going to fight to get my innocence back.

-Tyler Unfer

Open Heart Surgery

I Wrote This During Science Its Not That Good But It Made Me Feel Better ^.^

My heart can't take this,
these memories that haunt me.
Dreams I dreamt,
you shattered

Your not needed here,
to pick up the pieces.
I have my own needle and thread,
to sew up my heart.

The process will take time,
the pain will increase.
But my friends are here,
and they brought me tape.

^_^

Plastic Barbies...

Everyone Notices The Increase In Boob Jobs, Lypo Suction, And Face Lifts. BUT WHY?!?!?!

Its Because Everyone Is Afraid Of Their Own Imperfections.
And Because The Modeling World And Society Deems That You Need To Be Perfect.

But Honestly I Think Little Imperfections Make Someone Hotter 10 Fold Than Any Plastic Pair Of Boobs. I Mean Yes, Somethings Do Require The Use Of Plastic Surgery Like Burns,Scars,Etc. But Only In Extreme Cases. I Try To Embrace My Flaws To The Best Of My Ability. But Im Not Going To Change Myself TO Impress Someone Else.

Because If We Do... We Will All Be A Giant Toy Box Of Kens And Barbies. And Thats No Fun.