Creativity641

… What is this? 

Is it … 

No. 

It can’t be. 

But … 

It looks like … 

Good news? 

And a feeling, something almost forgotten. 

Hope? 

In the last 12 months,

I've realized a lot of things.

I realized that those closest to us can also hurt us.

I realized that people are liars.

I realized that the world is broken.

when I was in fifth grade, 

my dog died.

we had her before I was born.

we cremated her.

Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness 

Please, send me a message

Being American isn’t taking down your pride flags and cowering as far as you can from the ballot box when there’s no hope anymore

And yet here we are

They called me twisted,

Said that something was wrong with me.

Is there?

Is there really something wrong with the things I wish to voice?

I wrote things down. 

When I was five, I remember running across an open field on some warm summer day. We were flying kites, and I chased the one shaped like a bird, imagining I was flying right with it.