Poem: Try to go

This not a storm that I want to battle.

It is one that I need to survive.

The challenges have gotten harder, and my loves have gone.

I do not know where to begin, but I do know where to end.

I want to be me.

The path to being free is full of bumps that you must take.

That is not my case.

My scars never heal.

I urge to belong in something that I no longer can call home.

This is where the secrets lie, and where the bodies have decayed.

My feet move, but my body just lays.

Why me is a question I can no longer ask.

Is this where I must parish, and fight to call it home?

This is only round 1.

Movie Review: The Queen(2006)

This is film that surprisingly I have saw almost 20 times. It is just a feel-good movie and something that when you want to sit down and just look at the tv. The Queen is just a good movie to watch. I do not know what it is about the film, but if I cannot find anything else to watch, then I watch this. If you are just looking for something to watch then watch this. The story is one that everyone knows, or at least should know.

This is just a fun movie, and I think you all will enjoy it. There is more stuff you can learn, but overall, simply good movie.

Movie Review: Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner(1967)

I must be honest; I only watch this movie two or three times, but I must say each time it was great. I think that though this movie came out in 1967, I think a lot of what happens in it applies today. Guess Who’s Coming to dinner (1967), is about someone coming to dinner who I shall say do not belong with that crowd. There is so much importance about underling racism, that it makes you question have you ever experience it. This movie stars Spencer Tracy, Sidney Poitier, Katharine Hepburn, and Katharine Houghton. The back story about how this movie was mad is even more exciting.

Poem: I

I did it again.

I let something that I wanted go.

I waited too long to make the move.

I am not doing my job, but what exactly is my job.

Is it to live free and do what is right?

Is it to be carful and worry about everything that you come your way?

Is this me or am I letting it go to my head.

I am not good at this.

I can never see the light when it is blinding my face.

I only see the dark for it is my true self.

I am my own worst enemy, yet I do not like me.

I do not know me.

I guess that is just me.

I run from my dream, and I walk to my mistakes.

I guess that is why I am me.