h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

A Rollercoaster week. Reunited with old friends, and pain for a very close one. I'm working on a couple of articles called "Science you can Use", one will be about why you should keep your room messy, and another about why you should never wash your clothes. Of course, I will be misinterpreting a whole lot of scienctific facts to draw my conclusions, so it should be a load of fun.

This poem's called tears, inspired by a sad person, and I hope she feels better soon. If you're out there (you know who you are), remember that this is what I would do, knowing what I do, but you have to do what you think is right, and if you think it will work, then go with your heart, there is no correct, or wrong answer, just yours and mine.

Child of Heaven, I see your tears
what crime has turned you blue?
what can I do to make this right
your pain splits me in two
for when I hear your desolate cry
I hear the stars cry too.

Your man, he is the cause
you say you love him still
but putting up with all that crap
is not my kind of thrill
when he goes to hurt you next
the stars, oh cry they will

Look my dear, the mess you're in
your smiles have hit the floor
do you need this cause of grief?
I'd show the cause the door
I think that if you'd heed my words
the stars need cry no more.

-C

Pretty good actually a 92.784 out of 100

You realy think so? Its better than most of my crap, but I dont think it was worth a 92+....

And for those interested, the "source of pain" broke up with "Child of Heaven". I think that in the long run, its good for both of them.