My Poetry

I'm sick of the moon
screaming at me
I'm tired of the wind
howling
the trees whisper to me
their little blue jay
they say crazy things
they make the hurt go away
that misty red fog
that left this dismay
was supposed to
let me drift away
I see broken souls
along this road
those with bloody hearts
that faded to stone

My First Blog: Stereotypes!

Ummmmmm, okay. I've never done a blog before , but I'll give it a try because it looks like fun. Okay. Do I just jump right in or...??? Wow, REALLY I'm having fun now.... (sarcasm, get used to me doing that!)Well.... Something that I've noticed that REALLY bugs me is how if you're a blonde BING! you're stupid. Just like that. Doesn't matter what you do or how smart you really are, everyone assumes that you're stupid. I don't know if it goes away as you grow and people mature or what, but I get that all the time. In fact, just this year, I met someone who really thinks blondes are stupid. Don't ask me why anyone would think that, but it's true. I mean, I know I have my blonde moments( but who doesn't?), but I'm not stupid. Ask anyone! And you know what else? I think people just want something to talk about. Can't you just imagine it? Some person talking with their little friend and they see a blonde trip or something. Then one of them says, "oh my gosh! Did you see that blonde trip? Oh, that must mean ALL BLONDS ARE STUPID!" wow. Did I really just type that? Phhhhhh, I'm so weird sometimes. Oh! Also some of you are probably thinking " wow. this girl really can't take a blonde joke." WEll HAHA on you cause I can! I love blonde jokes! I make them myself! I laughed for, like, 10 minutes because of a blonde joke one time. I just don't like how people apply it to real blondes. I wrote this a couple of weeks ago because i was feeling very down because people don't have a lot of respect for blondes, at least not in my age group.

When the clouds are white and the skies are blue
And the shining sun smiles down on you
Swing your arms, skip down the street
Tell yourself "I'm glad to be me"

So my skin is white, yea I have blonde hair
Does it really matter?
Do you really care?

No, it's a big deal; just look at this place
Minds are closed 'cause no one sees past a face.
Open up, take a look inside
What you find in a person, you may surprised

People can lie, people may change
But with every thing gone, one thing will remain
Just the word love
for love does not care
How you look or what you wear
Reach out to someone who needs a friend
Find someone lost, help them turn the bend
You can't see it, so close your eyes

You have to feel the warmth inside

Lame, huh? Well I'm only 12 so whatever. I'll get better. I hope. Okay well if you've read this far thanks and buhbye!