Honesty is the best policy My mother always declares I don’t really believe her But it’s not like she cares   Being honest sucks When you want to be liked So how can you be...

Friendly faces warm my heart A twinge of sadness when we depart Despite our differences And biased inferences We all join hands So as to withstand The challenges faced And time spent...

“Why should girls be the only ones who clean themselves up before a date?” he asked her with a half-smile. “Well that makes the guy look kind of desperate if he’s convinced the only way he can...

Senior year—one thought. The end is near. Eighteen years of youth have led up to this point—the warmest handshake you’ll ever get. The anticipation keeps you up at night—freedom is the...