All signs point to yes, but he begs to differ
"They're the next senior class" but I don't listen.
He jogs, he shakes
Smooth in his quakes
He's the oldest young man that I've ever seen
The first one to make them mad in inspiration
He checks, directs
Looks back, corrects
He's worse than gasoline as he burns the satin crawled walls
Destroying the shell that everyone says this place caused
You can't fight power with cowards
So push out your chest and be louder
They can't hear you in the back.
It doesn't matter if the light's focused on you or not as long as you care.
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About Me
- JJ Lynn
- I'm currently a freshman at NYU . I'm majoring in Film/TV at the Tisch School of the Arts. I'm supposed to graduate in 2015. Right now, I'm probably supposed to be writing an essay. I play a little guitar. By that I mean I don't play that well. Though a little guitar would be neat as well. I want to be a film editor when (if) I grow up. I play chaser/beater for the NYU Nundu, our very own Quidditch team. I enjoy Cheez-its, long walks on the beach, and oxford commas.
2 comments:
"He's the oldest young man that I've ever seen
The first one to make them mad in inspiration
He checks, directs
Looks back, corrects"
The part in bold was my favorite rhyming scheme I've ever seen. But I really liked this blog, even though "Carpe Diem" scares me.
For me I got the message of try, even when no ones looking. and honestly its sort of an entry that makes me excited. Almost sort of empowering. Good writing as well :)
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