Down to dirt
Down to hell
where does it end up?
you'll never tell.
falling,falling.
None's gone well.
falling,everything is falling.
To delicate to pick up,to fragile to drop.
falling,falling.
forever an eternity,

(this is basically talking about the character in the book im writing.
Love ya beef pugs)

Sitting on the beach,
The skies cold and gray,
A girl sings a song all ears can hear,
Strumming a guitar so close and dear.
Standing in a room of nails and cracked stones,
This girl waits ******* and alone,
The guitar she longs to run to.
Head hunched over a table,
Knots all in her hair,
The guitar girl works while peers just stare.
In a house so huge that trees touch the roof and
branches swish and sway,
The girl stands proud with her farther screaming loud
And her brother running away.
On this beach so cold and gray,
She plays music and melts away,
Sings the notes so sweet and true,
Her only way to fight life through.
On a tree so far and wide,
Holding hands with her only guide,
Watching the beach's moving tides,
Holding all her pain in so she won't cry.
Guitar girl winces at her name,
And no one knows why,
She protects her brother all the time,
No expression In her eyes.
Escape the world she always tries,
But you can only run so LONG without stopping.
At this beach she sits alone,the only place she calls home.
Singing songs so deep and true,
Playing a moving and loving tune
With the guitar her dead mother gave her.

To be human

I think it's bad,
To be human,
A peanut in a shell,
Destroying our own society,
Then landing straight in hell.
I think is bad,
To be a human I mean,
Not taking every life as a charm,
Cutting down all the trees
Until there's not even one.
It's shameful,
To be human I mean,
Locked inside a cage,
Forced to vote and ride life's boat
Then die of cancer or old age.
It's misfortune,to be human,
In a sand trap of our oan greed,
Not even thinking about what it takes to make a penny,
A fishing rod,or a simple shirt sleeve.
I think it's pointless,
To be human,when we can be so much more,
Instead if tearing down our hell hole and
"weathering" it's floor.
It's like a prison,to be human,
Locked in the golden cage,
Only let out when you've done your job,
Destroy the world to its old age.
I think,its sad,to be human,
Having the emotions nothing else can feel.
And then trying to communicate to ones that won't understand.
I think,it *******,to be human.
I'd rather be a deer.

I am hungry.
Hungry for affection,
Hungry for attention,
Hungry for love behind the mind's comprehension.
I thirst for accomplishment and pride,but I'm in drought,
Like California.
I am sleepless,restless,its always on my mind. I can't stop being hungry,
I'll starve until I die.
They think my life is easy,WRONG!I am hungry,hungry to be understood.
I will probably die among the starving,die of my hunger.

I,
Am scared,
Of the car in my own lane.
I am scared,
that the driver is not sain.
I feel weak,that I use the car,
Not my feet.
I feel weak,because I keep crashing in my sleep.
I,
Am worried
About the driver in the other seat.
The driver,
Is drunk on his goals and let down dreams.
I,
am worried,
About the car in my lane.
It's wheels are moving backwards,
Left,right,and all different kinds of sideways.
I,
Am hoping,
I can get out and run away.
I don't need to crash into a driver,
With drunk dreams,
Sliding on my lane.
I,
Am hoping,
That fear won't leave me frozen.
That I can bang on the doors of this hell on wheels,
And still remain standing.
I,
Am staring,
As the car crashes through,
Breaking my windows,
And my face too.
I,
am staring,
As the driver walks away.
Stumbling on drunk dreams,
Has nothing to really say.
I,
Am confused,
Who is this driver?
I,
Am confused,
The driver is basically me,
Floating on drunk dreams.

Red rain for we are standing,outlaws of the world.
Frozen stiff in the bitter cold created by man,
Forever gloomy in heavy fog we stand.
We are soaking in red rain,drowning our souls,
While the others are dancing through sun.
Red rain we are breathing,air polluted,sky full of clouds.
While others are cheering,not a single raindrop found.
Red rain for we're dying,Hand in hand we fall,the others do not notice,
They're busy playing ball.
Red rain for we're standing,rotting away,
covered in a heavy fog forever everyday.
Sunshine for the others,freedom and joy,
But red rain we're standing,vaccumed of joy.
Our reflections we are scared of,the others,love them too much.
Cowards in the red rain we are called as such.
Let us have jackets,peace we long to Rome.
Let us walk tords sunshine,forever every step.
Red red for we are tired of,hopelessness no help.
Red rain we are blinded through!
Not a speck of light to see,the sun goers are free,
sight they wouldn't need.
Red rain we feel trapped in!
Though there's way tords the bright.
Picking up heavy feet,getting up when feeling weak,
Blinded,but sun in seek.
Red rain we want to run from,
Feet never able to thaw,
Untill light shines over red rain,
In some thousands years,
When We're gone,
Most of us.

Hey guys!
I know you don't really care but today's my birthday!!!
I'm 13 now,not 12.
Thank you guys,it's been a good year,I couldn't have made it with oh you guys.
:-D  thanks a Millon!
The freakin 13 year old,
-Evie Camille Wills