hi!

hi people, im seriously trying to think of what i can talk about today... i havent been doing much reading *gasps* so i guess i can jot down a quick poem, it wont be as good though, cuz its not on paper... oh well, here you go.

why should i?
at the top of the tree
i look down
and i cry

i hate how the wind blows my hair
it gets in my face
i cant see

as i climb higher and higher
up this tall
tall tree

any mistake could mean me
tumbling down
down down

with my hair in my face
and misery in the air
i lose my grip

and down down down
i fall
off of my favorite tree.

hope you guys like it:)