"A picture is worth a 1000 words", though a wise saying, would not apply to me. I have described works' of master painters in less than a hundred.

At first glance, I am your average high school student, tired and sleepless, walking to and from school to the music of The Red Hot Chili Peppers or The Goo Goo Dolls. But under this visage of normality, I am a mind clustered with verbs and adjectives.

I am not going to sit here and tell you that my love for words came from a really early age because it would be a lie. In my early years, I had a problem telling the difference between "no" and "know", English was not my first language. Struggling through ESL classes, a glimpse of my future love for poetry came in the form of Green Eggs and Ham. Through out elementary and junior...