Eli MorenoDrew Poems
|41.||On Being Second Best||11/11/2008|
|42.||El Centro's Weather||11/11/2008|
|48.||My Cat, Flower||5/1/2009|
|49.||Music And Mountains||5/3/2009|
|50.||Watch The Sun Rise||5/3/2009|
|52.||Like Wily Coyote||5/4/2009|
|55.||A Declining State||6/13/2008|
|58.||Rhyme And Reason||7/29/2008|
|66.||To A Man I'Ve Grown To Love||10/31/2009|
|69.||Upon Recieving A Letter From Whom I Thought Was My Dad||11/16/2009|
|71.||To Be A Thug...||3/3/2010|
|75.||Cigarettes And A Forty Dollar Guitar.||5/12/2010|
|76.||Solamente En Mexico...||7/8/2010|
|79.||Make The World Less Grim||12/3/2010|
“Most people look at things and wish they were simpler. They tell me they wish they could be a kid again, when things were less complicated. Where the hardest choice of the day was watching “Spongebob Squarepants” or “Dexter’s Laboratory” and the worst punishment you could possibly get was Time-Out in your room.
Those were the simple days. No worries, no cares, just you and life, hand in hand doing whatever cliché you can think of.
My life was a little bit like that. Just add:
1. 2 cups of Divorced Parents
2. 1 stick of Custody Battle
3. ½ ...
Samantha didn’t deserve to die.
She had too much going for her: High School, Girl Scouts, Junior Fair board, Mock Trial. She was really good at Mock Trial, Samantha was very good at Mock Trial. She was actually a threat to the county champions Southwest High School. She gave the meanest Pre-Trial in the Valley. Samantha’s family loved her, loves her. They still do. I bet they miss her dearly. Without Samantha, they aren’t complete.
I didn’t know Samantha, but I went to her visua