"Second Times a Charm"

I hated having braces, they were always in the way
Of speaking and of eating, but this is the price you have to pay

After getting them off after the New Year in sixth grade
You could not imagine that amount of happiness I displayed

I thought my teeth were good now, they are straight forever
So I never wore my retainer, I thought I was so clever

I wore it every so often, when my dad yelled at me
But other than those few times, I smiled with glee

My teeth started to shift back and cross over each other
Of course the first to notice were my father and mother

I tried one day to put my bottom retainer in
Snap! It broke, there goes my big grin

Straight to the orthodontist to get braces back on
Six more months of this, and then I'm done

Six months later they're off again
I guess this is the price you pay, beauty is pain

"Hell Week"

Hell week usually comes once a year
It is the week in August that tryouts begin
For any sport that is played in the fall
Three hours a day is the start so you win

But because I care about my studies too
My school year would have to consist of hard classes
Three APs, Chemistry, Calculus, and Statistics
Plus Honors English, and all of them have to be passes

Due to the APs though, comes the AP tests
It costs money, time, and all your attention
And for me it all led up to one single week
Where along with all my issues, caused a lot of tension

I meditated, studied, and slept as much as possible
I knew I had to stay strong whichever way I could
My AP Statsitics exam would end the week from hell
And 3:45, it was over, and I had never felt so good!

"Parent Pressure"

Choosing a college is a huge decision for a young adult
I knew I would have a lot of anxiety coming to the result

My parents were both absolutely no help at all
But even still I knew they didn't want to watch me fall

My mom is the type of person to pressure you a lot
It is her way or the highway, she has got the best plot
But she is a bit overwhelming and thinks about me not

My father on the other hand just wants my out of the house
Doing whatever I want except finding my future spouse

He hasn't asked me what I want to do or where I want to go
My mom won't stop asking me hundreds of questions though

She causes most of my anxiety, she's the problem without knowing it
When asking me so many questions sometimes I get into a fit
It also makes me want to give in, give up, and quit

But lately I've been thinking, this is my life, my path
With this decision though my mom makes it like a problem in math

I had to stand up for myself and just tell her what I wanted
But the thought of doing that kept me haunted

I went for it and told her my plan was different from hers
She told me whatever I wanted is what she prefers
Montclair here I come, can't wait for what occurs!

"Daddy vs. Tattoos"

For my eighteenth birthday, I decided to get a tattoo.
My mom was all aboard and my sister, too!
But there are two very tough critics close to heart,
My dad and my grandmother, who would rip me apart.

I knew if I got another tattoo, my dad would have to know,
But the fear of telling him, is a fear I do not want to show.
He will scold and lecture until the end of time,
About how tattoos are bad, and led to crime.

How do I avoid this fear? How do I tell him?
Do I make a elaborate plan or do it on a whim?
What would I say if he starts to scream and shout?
All this worrying is going to make me break out!

It got silent at dinner, and my dad spoke up,
"What's going on for your birthday, pup?"
My heart drops, and I just look at him and stare,
What do I say? You know what I don't even care!

"I'm getting a tattoo since you asked,
Wasn't sure how to tell you, but I did at last!"
He says, "You know how I feel about tattoos,
But you are wise enough now, you know your views."

I stared at him in awe, did he really just approve?
I can get a tattoo! He didn't disapprove!
My birthday comes and to the shop I go,
My tattoo is done, it hurts now, I'm happy though.

In love with it, I am. It came out better than I thought.
Now showing grandma on Easter, will be another part!

"Technology"

Everybody raved about the new iPhone.
Since I was due for a new one I decided to get one.
My dad said, "wait two months after the release of the 5,"
So I obeyed, and now i ahve the phone and all its "fun."

However, that "fun" turned into pain!
And that pain turned into a huge headache!
The phone doesn't work; I get no calls or texts.
Maybe it would work better with a good shake.

"This is such a pain, why can't my phone just work?"
I said to my dad while I sit and pout.
AT&T doesn't know what to do except change the SIM.
Apple said they could switch the phone out!

Now with another new phone things started to work.
First day so far so good,
Second day same as the first!
And the third of course it doesn't work like it should!

"Brooooklyn"

I have to admit there are very few things that I love,
But every year I make sure I enjoy every thing I do.
No matter how many other things I have to shove.
I make sure that every year I see a love that's true.

Not only is the entire team something I adore,
But their center, number 11, is the perfect being.
His name is Brook Lopez and he is perfect to the core.
His team is the Brooklyn Nets and they are always worth seeing.

 

So of course this year I got tickets to see them play.
But mama wouldn't allow me to go to their new place.
"Brooklyn is a dangerous place, even during the day."
She needs to calm down and not make her heart race.

Instead I got Nets' tickets but at Madison Square Garden.
A great game to see becuase of the new New York rivalry.
This game against the Knicks, either team winning was uncertain.
I did have one more problem, who did I want to take finally.

Originally I had the perfect person to take.
He liked the Knicks and it would be a fun battle,
But things between us unfortunetly didn't turn out great.
Now I feel like my head is a baby's rattle.

A dear friend of mine said he would love to go,
But he's off to Puerto Rico that same day.
One more option an old friend would love this show.
Being a Brooklyn fan himself, he couldn't stay away.

But the night before, at 10 P.M., I receive a text,
"I can't go, I'm so sorry, something came up."
Less than 24 hours away! Now what's next?
Now my mood is in a huge slump.

No ones available, not even the family.
My mom said she would cancel her plans if needed.
It's my only option, what else can I do? The agony!
So I invited her, she'll enjoy the game I repeated.

Off we go, here I come my love Brook.
14 points and 11 rebounds, to add to their amazing win!
I had the most amazing time, didn't matter who I took.
But mama was a good choice, my second win.

"Oh Mama"

I am very indecisive.
I never know what to buy.
So I procrastinate going to the mall
And the time before Christmas flies by.

Every year I buy for different people,
But some remain the same.
Some people are easy to buy for,
But my mother's gift is like a hard game.

Problem number one is she is still a little kid.
So her gifts must always be perfect.
Problem number two is I am always out done
By my sister, who always gets a better object.

Problem number three is her birthday,
Which happens to be on Christmas Eve.
So now I have to pay for two days
And two gifts to pull out from up my sleeve.

This year she wanted dangly earrings,

But I could not find any that I thought were nice.
So I looked into every single store
For something that would suffice.

I walked into the Disney store just for fun
And there it was sitting on the wall.
It was as if it glowed and called my name
Coming from the Cinderella doll.

It is her favorite Disney princess.
How could I possibly forget that.
I'll buy Prince Charming for her birthday,
But Cinderella is where it's at.

Finally the perfect gift for mom
And this year really wasn't that hard.
All the problems were solved!
Wait...Oh no! I still need a card!