“The baby bat Screamed out in fright, turn on the dark, I’m afraid of the light.”

When the light turns green, you go. When the light turns red, you stop. But what do you do when the light turns blue with orange and lavender spots?

But all the magic I have known I’ve had to make it myself.

And she loved a boy very, very much- even more than she loved herself.

There is a place where the sidewalk ends.

And he didn’t really know where he was going, but he did know he was going somewhere because you really have to go somewhere, don’t you?

And the boy loved the tree, very much. And the tree was happy.

If the track is tough and the hill is rough, thinking you can just ain’t enough.

I keep meeting all the right people at all the wrong places.

I can be somebody’s and still be my own.

And all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.

There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part, so just give me a happy middle And a very happy start.

He wasted his wishes on wishing.

I am writing these poems From inside a lion.

We can’t hold hands – someone might see. Won’t you please, Hold toes with me?

So I’m all of the love that could make it today.

Anything is possible. Anything can be.

I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain; and never shut myself up in a numb core of nonfeeling, or stop questioning and criticizing life and take the easy way out.

God is a comedian playing to an audience that is too afraid to laugh.

Don’t be afraid to be yourself just because you’re not like everybody else in class.

To bring about change, you must not be afraid to take the first step. We will fail when we fail to try.

How much I missed, simply because I was afraid of missing it.

I’m not afraid of nothing, I just like the challenge, and I love being here.

I’m not afraid of death, but I’m in no hurry to die.

I’d say I don’t believe in God, but I’m afraid He might hear me.