Crescent_Moon

I walk through the halls
of my public high school`
my head held hight
and I see people stare
because
I stick out
I'm out of place
not in my element

I look around
my eyes are wide
and take in everything

Every morning I wake up 
with tears in my eyes
praying that today
will be the day of release

I'm not even sure
how the release will happen
but I know it won't be sudden
it'll have to be slow

You see those pictures
of children holding hands
all around the globe
and you scoff
that could never be true
we could never hold hands
around the world

But imagine if we could stand
shoulder to shoulder
hand in hand

I stand tall
in front of the world
looking strong and secure
but inside
I am splintering

I must be strong
must not show the cracks
that is not who I want to be
a girl who cries
a fragile girl