They are my sign of home
forget all of the science of
"how they got there"
But guess what
They mean so much more.

Through the years I have learned
that if you saw the world like
they would, all would be better.

Like everyone is there to strengthen
YOU
even for the little things like
grass,
flowers,
rocks,
they all help the mountains for their
beauty and all that make them,
them.
everyone you know can make you
YOU.

these are my mountains

Sometimes
The
People
With
The
Most
Beautiful
Eyes
Have
Cried the most tears

Sometimes I wonder what we really need to do.
Do we try to be successful?
Or "Go with The Flow Type"?
What do we do?
People say be yourself,
But what is yourself?
Geeky,
Popular,
Weird,
Sporty?
Why do we have these Labels?
Why?

Through the halls of a school that is
Great
Horrible,
Okay.
Filled with sad and happy kids.

On top of a mountain that makes me feel
free!
A mountain thats
is full of scenery that makes your heart stop.

In my House that brings me peace even in my life of chaos.

With my feet, I can go anywhere.

I am Friendly but alone
I wonder what others think
I her the chorus of a song I never Heard
I see beautiful people even if they are ugly
I want to know the meaning of life
I am friendly but alone

I pretend that i am the prettiest
I feel the people i love angery at me.
I touch the begging of a story that never ends
I worry that i am alone in this terrible but wonderful world.
I cry for a million people
I am friendly but alone

I understand that we all have troubles
I say nothing is fair
I dream everthing is perfect, everyong is perfect
I try to allways be happy in a world of sadness
I hope we willl all be okay