just another girl. i'm extremely pale and hate doing anything during the daytime...so i guess you could say i 'only come out at night' i have blonde hair and grey eyes. i'm 17 but i still believe in fairies. i love rock music and can not stand hip hop crap music or anything in the likeness. my best friend moved away.

oh, and here's some crappy poems by me:

'My Withered Heat'

I haven't any talents,
No brain
And no beauty,
But the heart that beats within,
Every purity pumped through me,
Tries to demolish the blackness
that taints my every pulse.
And
Each time it twitches,
I feel it struggle more and more,
Because this hell we call life
Is forcing through innocence' doors.


'No ones getting out alive'

Back into the darkness

I close my eyes

I hate my self again

Why won't this darkness,

Ever end?



I can't stop it

Fight it

Nothing changes

Temporary light

Shines on my face

But never penetrates the blackness

Can nothing save me?



Even when I'm happy I'm sad

And I can't change the way I feel

Though for a few days I thought I did

Yet nothings different

I'm back in my cold place again


'no name'

Don't talk to me!

I want to be alone

Don't look at me!

I wish to be invisible



Please, just leave me alone

If only for a day

Today I don't want to talk

Today I wish to think

I wish to discover how I feel

But with you buzzing

Words of joy in my ears

You numb my thoughts

And make me pretend



Just for you I make believe

Think nothings wrong with me

And keep telling your self it's true

But don't talk to me'

Because I don't want to admit

How much I despise you.


'Child of a Rape Victim'

You may look at me
And think a disgrace
A mistake made in heaven
When God was looking the other way

My dear poor mother
Forced to have me
The best option to abort
But why abort me?


I am no mistake
God has a plan, you see
For he never looks away
And only sheds tears
For his poor children
And the decisions they have made


So can't you keep me?
Or just send me away
Why is my life any different?
Is it of less value than yours?
All because I'm the bastard child of a rapist
I am not important
And even some of the most conservative
Think it justified, I should die