Magnetic

Confessions.

Confessions of a virtual thief.

stealing was a hobby, a job, an addiction.

it made me money, gave me purpose,

thievery was a giant part of my life.

anything that made me money i did,

stole, cheated, lied, backstabbed.

it engulfed my life and defined who i was,

once i stopped i realized something,

i never wanted to be like that, ever.

Senior Poem Fella

"Play WoW"

By: Zachary Lictawa

Play wow, Drink lots of water,

eat your fruits and vegetables,

Stock up on pizza rolls and ramen.

Participate in sports and groups.

Focus on school over parties.

Don't let anybody peer pressure you,

Your future will always be there,

The people pressuring you will fade,

Make your own decisions, always.

Push yourself never pace yourself.

Set goals and achieve them.

It's your life do what you do for you.

stack that chedda and enjoy life,

Its the only one you've got.

Real names

My name is Zack,

Zeke to my brother,

Luscious by association.

I was a waste of genius,

lost drive.

No motivation left.

I am revived.

_________________________________________________________

I am addicted,

fortune and fame

my drug.

I gave it all up,

now i've relapsed.

I won't stop,

not till i reach my goal,

Nobody can stop me,

I am success.

railroad tracks

The railroad tracks remind me of summer days just walking down the tracks trying to kill time waiting for the day to restart and to recharge so you walk down the path with no ending in mind just a long walk there is no meaning or point to it just the fact that there is nothign to do but walk until you reach some endpoint that would be a viable stop such as a restaraunt or back home walking the dogs until you get bored.

dead tree in field

The tree in the field reminds me of running hounds for coons with my brother, we run hounds and generally end up lost chasing them through the woods into fields into barns all over the place. there really isnt much emotion that goes into it the tree just looks like alot of fields we ran through so its the first thing that pops into my mind.

Morning

I scramble out of bed after my alarm doesnt go off, check my computer for the time, rush to the bathroom brush my teeth grab some money out of my room, go to the kitchen and my dads making breakfast, he starts my jeep as i drink some orange juice comes back in and i grab some pop tarts crutches put my shoes on and skidadle out the door at 7:20 heading down king i realize im going to be late so i slow down and take my time, nothings on the radio so im bored out of my mind, pull up to school and the only parking spots available are in the very back or in the last row, its 7:35 and i mosey my way into the halls, crutch down to nutrition, make my pie crust and settle down to get ready for the day.