Alexis

**Alexis's Page ** **IssacLover<333 **  Needle Slick, small, silvery, words that all describe me. Though I warn you, I may bite, I don't put up much of a fight. A thin manufactured hair, placed into my eye, then into the fabric I say goodbye.

 I Am Poem I am the slob, the skinny one, the one who never turns off the music.

I am the younger sibling, the blonde one, the athletic one.

I am the talented one, the button pusher, the one that annoys you to see how far you'll go.

I am the texter, the one who sleeps until ten-o-clock, the one who takes an hour to get ready. I am a teenage girl.

** Deal With It ** Does being blonde mean you're stupid? I don't think so. Are all blondes supposed to have blue eyes? If so, I don't, does that mean I'm not pretty? I might like someone that most people think to be ugly, does that mean I'm not popular? I'm tall, blonde, green eyed, and proud. I don't care what people think, I'm just myself, and if you don't like that. DEAL WITH IT!

Round Rainbows

Balls bouncing off the walls ping pong in gym class baseball and softball in spring marbles on the floor