You were a summer gift, one I'll always treasure. You were a dream I never wanted to wake up from. You opened my eyes to things I'll never really see. You're the best thing that will ever happen to me.

It's just so hard to feel good, you know?" I do know. And more than that, it's just so incredibly hard to feel. (54)

And at some point I would like to talk my publisher into doing an anthology of my poetry alongside some teen readers poetry. It would be fun, and really wonderful to get their stuff out there.

You are a gift to all who know you, whether or not they realize it. If they don't, they are blind. You have a special place in this world. All you have to do is find it. Do not give up on yourself, or the truths you have realized. Do not give in to those who could crush your dreams like nutshells. And never turn away from forever love.

Innocence eroded into nightmare. All because of very bad touch. Love, corrupted.

That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in.

It's just so hard to feel good, you know?