L3.+Theme+for+English+11

English 11 The instructor said Go home and write A page tonight And let that page come out of you - Then it will be true.

Am I seen? Heard? Or just listened to? Through one ear and out the other. Perhaps ignored? I’m 16, shy, creative, observant but a total mess. I bite my tongue, only speaking when spoken to. I make mistakes and I step wrong I make people glace and think twice I put myself before others, it’s a sacrifice Music is my escape. Staying away from reality Knowing being zoned in, could be a fatality. I fear being alone, being isolated. I listen well, and I give advice. I smile and laugh but never think twice. I have regrets. Knowing them, I manage not to fret. I dance and cry, sing and lie. I’m human- As are you, as is she and he. I love to sing and dance, talk to my friends and I wear pants. I giggle and snort a few of the corky things. I live in a neighborhood, in a court. Waking up in the morning and hearing the birds sing A few things I live for. Losing friends and family would be more than a sore. I go to Kempsville high and I have best friends. I live everyday for that day and nothing more. I remember the past and long for a future. But I dwell on neither. Memories with friends of the years are things I will never forget. Laughs, smiles and hugs are what make me tick. Music makes my day. It puts me to sleep and wakes me up. It’s my alarm clock and my lullaby. Being lost in lyrics is my heaven This is my page for English 11.