Don't Pretend

I’m going to make a blogspot for my journey through America’s national poetry month, which I am undertaking this year from persuasion by my American poetry tutor. Rather excited actually.

Monsters in the closest
Monsters beneath your bed
Sometimes monsters even
Wriggle inside your head

But oh you wonderful lady
I hope you now can see
What a real and life-like monster
That man can really be

Loathing in his eyes
Evil under his skin
But my dear, I promise you this:
He will never win. 

I guess this is what it feels like to be growing up. Your friends shrink, but the ones that stay are the true ones.
You see family less, so you treasure the moments you do spend together.
You’re trying to get on the path you want to, and you’re prepared for a few fuck ups along the way.

I’m happy with my life, I’m pleased with the way my head has turned out.

Please sign this everyone…

The hospital that saved my life multiple times is be considered to stop it’s childrens cardiac services… Which in result will force a lot of the hospital to close down.

http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/save-royal-brompton-hospitals-childrens-cardiac-services/