Poem: If beauty's not important

If beauty's not important,
Then why is she hated?
She's incredibly strong,
but do you know how long she's waited?

She want's to be accepted,
but it's not that simple
She will be judged,
from every shoe to every dimple.

She'll wish she hadn't asked
She'll wish she had more.
She'll wish she had someone
to pick her up off the floor.

She'll lie there waiting,
for someone to come
But no one ever does,
and she needs to get home.

She'll eventually find hope,
just not today.
but after winter comes spring

with a warm, beautiful, May.

Poem: The Monsters

You remember the monsters,
that lived under my bed?
I don't think they're gone.
I think they moved to my head.

They still come out.
They still terrify me.
They're more scary now,
than what they used to be.

I chased them away.
Do you know what I had to do?
I just had to realise,
that I'm nothing like you.

I'll never be perfect.
I learned that the hard way.
But at least now I know how,
to chase the monsters away.

When you say hello I can't ingore you

Planen er at dette hovedsaklig skal bli en skriveblogg, hvor jeg legger ut dikt, tanker og historier som jeg skriver. Jeg har skrevet en del dikt før, og skriver fortsatt. Har skrevet noen historier på skolen, og jobber med noen på fritiden. Alt jeg skriver på fritiden for øyeblikket er Klaine (Glee) fanfiction, så hvis du ikke er interessert i det trenger du ikke lese det heller.

I tillegg til å skrive er jeg også veldig glad i å lese, og jeg er en stor Harry Potter fan. Har også lest The Hunger Games, Ringenes herre, Hobitten, Twilight (don't kill me), I am number four og mye annen fantsy. Tar gjerne i mot tips.