Game, Set, Match: My Tennis Rap

I don't sweat
And i don't stress
When I'm on the court
Im all game
Movin and groovin
With the beat of the ball
Improving
Never losing
Even in 100 degrees?
Please
I got expertise
See, i make tennis look easy
And thats the catch
I'm all aces
Game
Set
Match

Thank You For All You've Been

I guess i never fully appreciated
The person that you were
I was to caught up
In a silly love triangle
Between
You
Me
And my heart
My stupid heart
That made me fall
So madly in love with you
Even though
Deep down
I knew it couldn't last forever
But now that your gone
I realized how lucky i was
To have been able
To call you mine
And I want to thank you
For the special memories
That might cause me
Heartache for a while
But will end up
Meaning a lot to me
In the future

Prices Payed

Now that you are gone
There is nothing more
For me to live for
You were everything to me
You weren't just a friend
You were something more
Someone I truly loved
And now your gone
Just like that
And the memories
I have of you
Haunt me like a waking dream
Silence suffocates me
As I lie awake at night
Waiting for the tears
That won't come
I let you into my heart
To freely
And now I play the price
For loving you to much

Truth & Lies

This is all so
Confusing
Crazy
Heavy-heartening
One minute
You seem to love me
The next
You don't
I wish you would tell me
What was bothering you
Or at least the truth
Don't lie to me
I hate that
I can see right through you
I can read you
Like an open book
I know there is something
You're not telling me
Something that would put
All the pieces
Of the puzzle together
Then at last
I could rest in peace
And happiness
And joy
I won't hate you
Or think bad of you
If you just tell me the truth
You're crushing me
Suffocating me
Making my love for you
Fade
So please
If you love me
Don't lie
Tell the truth

My Hearts Desires

What do you call this feeling
The feeling of pure joy
Whenever I'm near you
The feeling that a part of me is missing
Whenever I'm not
How my heart seems to race
At the sound of your name
And all i ever think about
Is you and your perfect smile
What do you call this feeling
I think it's called love

The Neverending Friendship

The simple things
That made me smile
And appreciate the person you were
Even more
A hug when I needed one
Encouragement throughout it all
Our friendship is like a rainbow:
Red like an apple, sweet to the core.
Orange, like an eternal flame, never dying out.
Yellow like the sun that brightens the day.
Green like a plant that keeps on growing.
Blue like the water that is so pure.
Purple like a flower that is ready to bloom.
It may stop growing
Or keep flowering
But it all depends on how hard it works to stay alive
I hope we continue to nurture the flower
That is our beautiful friendship
So that, like the eternal flame
It will last forever

Famous First Lines

In the heat of the night
They forgot about the children
All four of them
Lucy, Paul, Daniel and Penelope
Abandoned
Left to fend for themselves
Alone
In the dark and decrepit house
They had once called home
The furniture lay in ruins
The picture frames all cracked and torn
And the four children
Huddled together on the floor
Forgotten
In the heat of the night

Touching Me, Touching You

A moonlit night
Your hand in mine
Each passing moment
Something to be cherished
And when all else fails
Thoses memories will be what I hold onto
My lifeline
My hope
But right now
All that matters is you
You are a part of me
Something I can't let go of
My heartbeat seems to call your name
Each breath wispers "I love you"
Like an angel sent from heaven
You watch over me
You pull me into your arms
And your embrace surrounds me
Love seems to roll off you in waves
Each new wave brings about
Even deeper feelings for you
All these feelings
Memories
Are worth the world to me
And I would like to show you
How much they mean to me
As we walk
Hand in hand
Into the moonlight

What It's Like Living In Hingham, Mass.

Here's what it's like:
Let's say you've just jumped out
Of a hot, crowded car
To the sound of hello's
And the warm embrace of your cousins
You traipse into the house, carrying your bags
You drop everything on the bedroom floor
And change into your bathing suit
You hop into a car
Even more crowded than before
And speed away to the refreshing coolness
Of the country club pool
You play and joke around
And beg the parents
To order the traditional spicy fries
That we get every year
After indulging ourselves
We head to the beach and wait
For the sun to set and to be awed
By the magnificent fireworks held there
Oooing and ahhing
At each burst of color
After what could pass as a good night sleep
You dress up in red, white, and blue
And drag beach chairs to the annual
4th of July parade
You hoot and holler at each passing float
Your pockets bulging from all the candy you were thrown
As you mill around after
Waiting for the crowd to disperse
You swap candy and take family photos
You walk down the block
Where the smell of your uncles bbq
Drifts lazily on the wind
You crush your cousins in badminton
And are rewarded with ice creams from the Red Store
Two houses over
Each day is another adventure
Crashing through the waves at Hingham Harbor one day
Climbing and exploring Fort Revere the next
That's what it's like living in Hingham

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A distant breeze
Rustles my leaves
And the sound of voices
Is carried on the wind
The hot tropical sun
Furiously beats down
Trying to find
A way to escape
To find the surface
Of the cool water
Through my leafy branches

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I remember when
The streets had no name
And a cold wind
Blew around the houses
A deathly silence
Enveloped the town
And yellow streetlights
Cast a haunting glow
Not a soul moved
Nor a leaf rustled
It was as if life itself
Was holding its breath

The Story Behind My Noodleness

On a gorgeous summer day, two years ago, Mackenzie Diamond could be found. not outside basking in the warm summer heat like a normal teenager, but staring dumbstruck at a girl in the classroom of a writing camp. The girl had just proposed a nickname to her, a very silly one, but as she stood there with her mouth open it began to make sense. Sure noodles weren't as curly as her lovely brown locks, but she could see where the girl was going with it. A smile slowly spread across her face as the others silently nodded in agreement. The name fit. It was almost as if it was ment for her. She tried it out for herself. "Noodle." It had a nice ring to it. From then on, the girl with the cruly brown hair would be known as Noodle to all at the writing camp.

If my life were a sport...

If my life were a game
It would be the game of tennis
Each game a challenge
A win a small victory
A loss something you learn from
I either try to improve
Or am satisfied with my game
Sometimes I'll get what I want
A clean, powerful, winning shot
Or I will miss my mark and the ball will go flying
Some people say that tennis is a "love" game
Well every day
I am surrounded by people that love and care about me
As you go through life
You can try to solve your problems
That your opponent is constantly hitting at you
Alone
Like a singles match
Or
You can open your arms
And accept the help of others
Like a doubles match
You either play by the rules
Or choose to cheat
If my life were a game
It would be the game of tennis
Sometimes you win
Sometimes you lose
But thats just the way life is

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Sometimes i wonder
Wether those searching eyes
Are searcing for me
Or someone else
Mine are searching for you
That is certain
I wonder if those things you say
The way you act
Are your way of showing
You care
Or if you're just being yourself
Because that's just the way you are
Your smiling eyes
Your bell like laughter
All this and so much more
If only you would tell me
What these signs mean
Make the first move
Because deep down inside
I love you dearly
But i've been hurt to many times
To risk that hurt again
I don't want you
To think less of me
The opposite
I want you to let me into your heart
So i can put myself back together
But there is not much time left
So make it quick
Because soon
I will be
No more

The Road Not Taken

There's a time and place for many things
Things unsaid
Thnigs untold
But there's also a time
When things are best left
Unsaid
Untold
These times are criticall
A time when you show your true colors
Do you say whats on your mind
Or do you think
Think about what you saying will do
What events will be caused by this moment
Are you ready to risk
A special friendship
An open, accepting heart
If you are
Then go ahead
Say what's on your mind
If not then treasure the moments
You spend together
And bury the thought inside
That way
Your hurting no one
And in the end
You will be repayed

Shadows

Sixteen...
A piece fell into our wagon
I didn't move
Not strong enough
Many violent men
An old man
Hand held to his heart
A blow to his chest?
No
A hidden piece of bread
With lightning speed
He brings it to his mouth
Eyes light up
A smile illuminates the ashen face
But only for a moment
A shadow is throw over him
He cries out, stunned
"Don't you recognize me?
Your killing your father"
Only sixteen...
He collapsed
A small piece of crust
Clutched in his fist
He tries to raise it to his mouth
But the shadow is once again thrown over him
Death
Searched by his son
The crust is taken
The son startes to devour it
Shadows are thrown over him
Two bodies now
Lying dead upon the floor
Only sixteen...

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Books
Dozens and dozens
Of books
Their pages rustling
Just waiting to be opened
The way they seem to speak
To call out
Read Me!
Read Me!
Between their covers
An undescovered story
An undescovered truth

Just The Way It Is

I know that life
Has its ups and downs
But why does it seem
That my life is full
Of more downs than ups
Between
School
Friends
Family
My life is like
An emotional rollercoaster
Laughs
Cries
Sorrow
Hurt
Happiness
Jelousy
I'm not satisfied with my life
Yet i don't hate it either
I guess
My lifes great
Just the way it is

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To say the very least
You were my life
I cared so much about you
That it hurt me deeply
In the end
I know things happen for a reason
But i can't figure out
The reason why you left
Was it me
Was it you
Or was it some stupid other factor
That changed my heart forever
I need to know
Please
If you'll just tell me
I can change
You still might not want me
But at least i'll know
And i'll feel better inside
I might finally be able
To let you go
The many times i've tried
Have always caused me heartache
But it might be different
This time
I've left my heart with you
And only you can decide
What to do with it

We The People

We the people
Had a dream
A dream that one day
We could all live together
In harmony
We the people
Wrote the words
That built a nation
Wrote the words
We now live by
We the people
Had a call to freedom
Life is for the living
So live your life greatly
We the people
Heard the words
"Yes We Can"
And a miracle
Now rules the nation
We the people
Have ideas
And we the people
Can change the world

Our Time to Shine

The chitter and chatter
is overpowering
the many voices blending together
becoming one
it all goes quiet
then suddenly
from nowhere
a light shines bright
it focuses on the instruments
the shining brass instruments
the glossy wooden ones
the people playing them
are smiling proudly
not showing the jitterys
that are building up inside
with a wave
of the conducters wand
a sweet melody is played
then it gets louder
with more instruments coming in
the song seams to run
around and around
surrounding the audiance
with its sound
then suddenly the wand stops
all is quiet
we take a bow
smiling broadly
the defening clappter
vibrates through the hall
as it dies down
the lights shut off
and the buzz of voices
starts up again

Whispered Words

Across the paper
Scribbles a pen
A wisper here
A quiet laugh there
Surrounded by words
Dozens and dozens of words
Jingle and jangle
Wiggle and waggle
All is quiet
except for the scratching
not just of my pen
but of many
then soon the silence is shattered
by loud, ringing laughs
heads turn
eyes search
for the source of the noise
they all see the threesom
the inseperable trio
and automaticly know
their the source of the laughter
they smile and turn
back to their papers
their thoughts put to words
the teacher smiles
she knows us well
we smile sheepishly
and the scribbling continues

First Day

Screams of delight
reach my ears
Noodle!!They scream
I smile broadly
A pink hue to my cheeks
Happy to be here
But hate being
the center
of attention
We catch up
Gossip
Laugh
Talk about whats been happining
Since the last time we met
Suddenly all goes quiet
We concentrate on our mentor
As she greets us one and all
Then the fun begins
She looks at every one of us
Greets the newcomers
and jokes with the oldies
At first she doesn't recocnize
The girl with the
Short
Straight hair
Last time she saw her
her hair was in long frizzy curls
But of course my friends butt in
And then more pink rises to my cheeks
As once again i am called Noodle
Everyone stares
Thinking
is that her real name?
But soon all settles down
and the writing begins

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Those days were alwasy the best of days
Back when all we were worried about
Was how our writing was turning out
No school, no crushes
Just plain old fun
Noah, Mara, Maddie, Bela, Gina, Maria and me
The foose ball machine our destination
After every lunch
The way we laughed and goofed off
Eating ice cream and soda
How I was Noodle then
Not Kenzie or Mackenzie
Those times were always looked forward to
A whole new type of fun
Sure people thought it was goofy
To waste your summer at a writing camp
But they hadn't experienced the special times
The laughs, the crys
That we all shared
Those days were alwasy the best of days
Full of writing and friendship
But everything has to end sometime
And so it did
The laughter, the writing, the fooseball table
The ice cream and soda
Yet these memories still live on in my heart
And will never ever fade.