Tragic American Life

  
            America has been ok but it's the judgement I'm afraid I'll get when I go to school. I'm a tom-boy/ slash girl but I love to get messy and weird! A couple days ago i stepped in mud and a girl was like "Ugh! That is so GROSS! You should get it clean!" And I was like in my head, it's mud. God made dirt, dirt won't hurt! If only she grew up in Africa she would understand! I mean it's not my fault she was stuck in the middle of the World of Plastic! Whatever...
  
              I'm a nerd and I'm proud to call myself one. I'm actually not afraid of what people think. Here in America I get along better with boys 'cause I like video games and comic books and what not. I always try to get into a conversation with a girl about those things but all they care about is make-up and boys. It's so frustrating! One girl was saying she was trying to read Lord of the Rings. and I got into this whole talk about it. A "talk" with myself. She just sat there and looked at me. I know this one girl who is a math wiz and she is in my grade. Then the horrible question came along when I was talking to her. "Well, I like Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, Batman, Hunger Games, X-Men, and so on..." She looked at me and nodded an smile awkwardly.
      
            Anyways, I'm not your average teenage American girl. I'm different and God made me that way. I hope I can find someone as great as you Liz who understands me.
                                                
                                                  I found this quote that applies to this kinda:

            If I'm weird around you,

           It's because I'm comfortable.

~Amber

Touch my brother and I'll break you

This is a little song about how I would stand up for my brother.


You can beat on me and push me around
But if you touch my brother, you’ll be gone before you can hear the sound
This is my last hope, my last wish
You take that away and I’ll make sure you never lived

Try me, but don’t you dare try him
That’s the last mistake you could ever make
We might fight, but he’s my last hope, my last wish
This is my family, you break it, I break you

Come; pick your hands up from your sides
This is the last thing I would ever let slide
Come on; pick those hands up from your sides
Try and run away, I’d like to see you try

I pick him up from the ground
You hurt him and of that you’re proud
Come here; let’s see how tough you are.
Let’s see your pride, when you’re on your knees

Come; pick your hands up from your sides
This is the last thing I would ever let slide
Come on; pick those hands up from your sides
Try and run away, I’d like to see you try


Fear this, because I fear it too
You’ll wish you would have, when I’m done with you
Fear this, because I fear it too
You’ll wish you would have, when I’m done with you

Brother, Be Young

This isn't about me. It's about a girl I know. Poor thing. She is pretty bummed out about life right now. I wrote this poem based on her and from her perspective.
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my dear brother, I love and I miss

he doesn't think when he acts, and it hits like a fist

Mother, dear Mother, it's SO unfair

you give me these rules, but let him dye his hair?!

I want him to change, I wish he'd be kind

he's ruined his life, and with that ruined mine

I miss our young days, when we played and were friends

does he think of me now? do those days have an end?

I love him so much, but he's dieing inside

I want him to love me, but he wants to hide

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Even though what's going on with her has nothing to do with me, I feel like I have the same feelings as her right now, and I am truly sad with her today. To anyone like me who might have a friend that is really depressed, my advice is plain and simply to point them to Jesus. Sometimes, though, they just need someone to listen.  Just give them an ear - just listen. Let them yell at you. Who else do they have to yell at and get their feelings out to? That is what friends are for.   :)  And Jesus is our best friend. We can always talk to Him as well.

Matthew 11:28 ESV

Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.


Colossians 3:15 NIV
Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful.