About Me

Hi, I'm Harper Lee Simmons. It's pronounced Har-peh, because my dad's from the south. He's a foreign service agent from the US; my mom's a professor from Morocco. I grew up dividing my time between Rabat, Casablanca, and the countryside, with occasional trips to France. (I speak Arabic, French, and, yes, English.) I was born in Morocco but spent my first year or two in the States to get some fancy medical treatments. Mom and I and my brother and sister usually hang out at home while Dad's away on business. I have a younger brother, Will, and a younger sister, Charlotte. Dad named us all after his "heroes of literature": Nelle Harper Lee, William Shakespeare, and Charlotte Bronte. Mom and us kids are Muslim and Dad's a Baptist. He met my mother on an assignment and hasn't been able to get his heart away from Morocco since. Now I'm in the States attending a boarding school. I got detained after a fifty-state whirlwind tour, probably because of my religion. Living at "home" has been difficult to adjust to, but I'm getting there. With some help from my wonderful teacher and new friends, my United States citizenship has become something tangible. Oh, and I'm a poet. Yeah, I might not be your typical American Girl... but I think that's something I can live with.

25 April 2006

Really Random poems and stuff

I wrote a poem, and then I was writing another one but it turned into a song. I'm in a really weird mood right now!!

blah
feeling...


bored.


feeling...


tired.


wanting...


you.



song for you

verse 1
last night i called your home
something wrong and I don't know
what got into me but i say
every day you live a new day
last night you weren't home
is she safe or did she go it alone?
your doggy's there, holding you tight
there wasn't a purpose in that call last night

chorus
did i say the wrong thing?
because it seemed like you were upset
that i didn't want to talk about you
but that was honestly why i called
i guess, you should read between the lines a bit more
see what's in store
for you
it's something new

verse 2
every morning wake up tired and stressed
pick out an outfit, i get dressed
every morning feel me waiting for you
i kinda get you're feeling it too
every morning you're at school
following behind me
do you think i don't see?
do you think i don't want it too?

chorus

bridge
say i can see you cry
say you don't want to say goodbye
why didn't i say i'd miss you
when that's obviously what you wanted

verse 3
prone to emotional outbursts only when you're there
prone to emotional outbursts when you've got your hands on my hair
not gonna say it, not until i'm in your arms again
tell me when...

chorus

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