What flowers which such dazling gaze,
What leaves and bright bring me to such a maze,
This funny tree that makes me jump around,
This grass that makes me want to lick the ground.

How is it that the wind swishes by,
How is it that the rain smells like pie,
When the river down the mountain flows,
OH! When during the night the moon glows.

And when the sun did such rays shine,
And when I felt the whole world was mine!!!!
Why is it that mushrooms so colourful looked?
Why is it that that mine chicken weren't cooked?

Such random words I like to say,
Such fun i find it to continue and play,
My brain thus thought that I was crazy,
My sofa simply thought that I was lazy.

Within this poem that i hope you like,
Within the mountain that I will one day hike,
Will you find such nonsense words,
Will I sing them to mine birds. 
 

This is a story I submitted into the YAFF (Young Adult Fiction Festival) Festival at the American Library In Paris! Unfortunately the results aren't out yet, but who knows, maybe I'll win something! :D

In the world that we live in,
whatever happens in this stupid bin,
whether you're black, white or tanned,
nobody ever tries to understand.

They just judge you by the people you support,
by whether your friends are cut short,
by if you like talking openly.
by if you like being flirty.

If you are wierd, different, or shy,
or if you like a random retarded guy,
if you are yourself and not under someone's command,
People think bad about you and don't try to understand.

I am a person as all of you are,
my friends are also people even if you might think they're bizarre,
so try to put yourself into our shoes,
because if you don't it's you people who lose,
I hope my message spreads really far,
because some people don't get to be the lucky star.

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