i for some odd reason was letting my brain and emotions fly around again... i let it take control again today. so during break i decided to right yet another poem. and of course creep was... and is still stuck in my head the whole day. how wonderful. have half a mind to put the lyrics up in my locker [not that i look at my locker that much] but anyway...

cuts.

and the world keeps spinning
and the soil turns to dust
everything is fading
and move on we must

life is unexpected
always ready to surprise
many feel dejected
sadness, the ultimate prize

beauty in the world
turning ugly and sorrowful
happiness in a little girl
is the only thing left wonderful.

thats it. for now. when i wrote the title in my book people thought it said cats :p
toodles.