A poem by Heidi Dischler And you try so hard to be perfect, And you try so hard to be the best. You try so hard to be a good worker,  To be better than

A poem by Heidi Dischler. You walk through the doors Shorter than four-four, Lunch bag in hand, Hearing teachers’ commands. You go through the years Growing into your ears, Comfortable young. You’ve just begun. You

A poem by Heidi Dischler. I like the fact the I can sing at the top of my lungs and forget. I like being creative, words drifting methodically from my pen. Words are beautiful and

A poem by Heidi Dischler I think about a lot when I think about pain. Falling off a bike, disappointing my parents, not being quite who they want me to be. I think about my

A poem by Heidi Dischler Seeing him is like swimming through a tangled mass of seaweed and murky water, arising to the surface to see the sky after you had thought you’d never see it

A poem by Heidi Dischler How do you do it all Without sacrificing yourself? Work, school, the personal things: Prioritizing your health. How can you possibly do it, Keeping your house clean, Working full time,

A poem by Heidi Dischler It’s Life who leads you into the shadows And Life who leads you out. It’s words like poison coming from our mouths That fill our minds with doubt. It’s every

A poem by Heidi Dischler | Then All I remember is walking to class, going home, studying, waking up, walking to class. There wasn’t really much to remember anyway.  They told me, listen, learn, repeat,