January cold desolate;
February all dripping wet;
March wind ranges;
April changes;
Birds sing in tune
To flowers of May,
And sunny June
Brings longest day;
In scorched July
The storm-clouds fly
Lightning torn;
August bears corn,
September fruit;
In rough October
Earth must disrobe her;
Stars fall and shoot
In keen November;
And night is long
And cold is strong
In bleak December.

Is the moon tired? she looks so pale
Within her misty veil:
She scales the sky from east to west,
And takes no rest.

Before the coming of the night
The moon shows papery white;
Before the dawning of the day
She fades away.

HELLLOOO!!
Im a crazy person!
I love you guys!
Im younger than you think!
Im weird!
Im stupid(totally)!
I hear you mumbling "What is this poem?..."
Im happyhappyhappy!
Im excited!
Im... well.... trying to make you laugh with this crazy poem!
Be happy straight down your heart!
Be crazy and weird and smart!

So there, there I stand, in the building, ready to jump.
I'm scared, shivering, my heart goes "bu-bump."
Just depressed, terrified, angry, sad.

I can't really stand the pain.
So I'll jump, into the grassy plain.

I lean forward, wind brushing my face
as if to whisper and embrace

So I squint my eyes
unfold my arms
as if to greet death.

No one can stop me.
I'm just going to fall.
Fall. Fall. Fall.

I can feel it!
Death grasping my hands into it's world.
I know it!
Where I'll end up.

But someone grabs my shoulder and pulls me back.
Tears in his/her eyes.
Saying, "If you're going to die, die with me."

You die you lose.
You live you win.

Remember the ones that love you.

LOVE YOU.

Sometimes you just have to believe in what you believe
No one else can make you believe any differently
It is all up to you
You get to believe in whatever god(s) or no god at all
You get to believe in finding true love one day
You get to believe in having a good life
You get to believe feminism if you wish
You get to believe in anything you want
If you can believe in it
No one else can make you feel any differently
Because it is all up to you
No one can change you
Or how you think
People try to force their beliefs onto everyone else
But the thing is everyone believes differently
Some people believe in some things and not in others
But all you need to know
Is that you can believe anything
It's all up to you
And no one can make you think any differently
You're unique
Everything about you is unique
And that makes you special