This is Hell
"This is America"
you told me
when I was too young to understand
what you even meant
"This is America"
the land of the free
"This is America"
you told me
when I was too young to understand
what you even meant
"This is America"
the land of the free
I always come back to
the synchrony I find in the wild
The insignificance I feel
when the rain pours down
Giving breath to growth
The birds are all singing, differently
from one another
I learned to cry without my eyes turning red
Letting tears run down my face
Silence can be agony
I cover up my tears with a smile pasted on for all to see
But no one sees me
I put on a mask
My tears turn into snowflakes
Cold and so complex
Freezing my skin black
For the sin of feeling sad
The cold is punishment
a few days ago
i ran home from the bus stop
soaked through and shivering
under a thunderous sky
my thoughts dissolving into rain
lightning pulsing in the air
threading through the coarse strands
Dear Younger Me,
I don’t have some wise advice
Although I suppose I’m supposed to
I don’t
There isn’t a grand password
What are leaders?
They are the ones who bring change.
What are leaders?
They are the ones who stand up for their beliefs.
What are leaders?
They are the ones who cause movements, make people think.
There's a dog that sits at the end of my street,
He snarls his teeth when we walk,
He barks with his eyes wide open,
With his eyes full of rage and love.
new beginnings abolish limits;
the sullen clouds draw back from the sky,
liberate your ambitions that rise like cotton candy balloons
to bob among the earnestly returning birds
I have a pen
By my bed
Stuck up with
A pad of empty sticky notes
And behind
A drawing my mother gave me
Are sticky notes
Upon sticky notes
Full of words
And ideas
Is the first to go.
Bedtimes grow later and later
And then we show up at different times.
We are given to-go boxes even though we don't really want to go
But we do anyway, smiling our superficial smiles.
I am just a girl
Who sees the weight of the world
& wonders if there is something she can add
To make the dazzle of the sun’s reflection a little brighter.