Absolutely Nothing - by Osoanon Nimuss

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog

And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo

And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's

and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"

because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint

And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed

when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.


Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A

and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went

And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her

but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three a.m. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem

And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think

he could reach the kitchen.

“The marks humans leave are too often scars.” ― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

Scars stay forever just like the words that stay forever in our minds when someone says something hurtful.
A simple "I'm sorry" is a bandaid. When the bandaid is removed the wound is gone but the scar will stay forever.

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” ― Ernest Hemingway

Writing is the easiest way to get feeling out. It helps even more to burn it after you write it down. Doesn't matter if anyone doesnt read it. I get page views on here. I have close to 1,000. I don't know if theyre from bots or if people actually read this. It doesnt matter to me. Well unless I know you... then I'd kinda be mad...

“I speak to everyone in the same way, whether he is the garbage man or the president of the university.” ― Albert Einstein

Its all about respect. Everyone comes from a different past and is headed in a different direction. No matter who you are or where you come from you deserve to be treated with respect. If you're sick, if you're healthy, if you're rich or if you're poor, it doesn't matter. You deserve the same respect as everyone else.

“It's the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.” ― Marlene Dietrich

Parker is that friend. No matter whats wrong he's always there for me. If I have a bad day he'll drop everything just to try and help.

Nick does that too. He'll come over at 3am just to talk. We go on walks around my neighborhood at 2am. I don't have any other friend that would do that.

Nick wouldn't drop everything. He'd tell me he has to finish homework first or finish whatever hes doing.

Parker wouldnt wake up at 3am to go on a walk with me. He'd roll over and tell me to go to bed :p

Theyre both awesome friends for completely different awesome reasons. I couldn't ask for anything better.

“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.” ― Mahatma Gandhi

We all have opinions. Some are better to keep to ourselves. Others are meant to be expressed to the world. If you never let anyone know your opinions something amazing might never happen. What if the cure for cancer is in the mind of a child who's afraid to express themselves?

Don't be shy. Tell the world your opinion. Be the change. Say you don't like that color. Tell them you think it would taste better with a little more vanilla. Let people know that.

Be the change that you wish to see in the world.