GhostSlayer

GhostSlayer

VT

14 years old

Posts

  • A River of Tears

    Every day when we stand for the pledge, I feel like a curtain has fallen over me,  

    holding me down. 

    I remember who is president for the next four years. 

    And I want to cry. 

  • Chained

    I am forever chained to technology.

    Everyday I put on technology that will allow me to hear “normally.” 

    I will always have to put something in my ear to hear at human standards.

  • I Wonder

    I wonder every day:

    Do you like me?

    You look at me sometimes.

    I wonder what it could mean.

    I wonder if I feel to you what you feel to me.

  • Crying

    Crying.

    It’s something that all of us have done

    At some point or another.

    Yet it is a sign of weakness!?

    And I say that is false.

    FALSE

    I say that it should be a sign of strength.

    So

  • A Call To Action

    We are a group of people mostly under the age of 18 that according to the government might as well not exist.

    We are underestimated by grown-ups

    Because we have not been through all of school.

Loves

  • Why Can’t I be Both

    Why can’t I be both 

    Why can’t I like

    Crop tops 

    And still support

    Women’s rights

    Why can’t I wear makeup 

    And still think 

    All bodies

    Are beautiful 

    Why is it bad

  • The Way Of Life

    One foot

    Infront of the other

    Head held high

    Flat expression

    On my face

    The only sign

    Of any emotion

    Are my fists

    Clenched by my sides

    Or my thumb

    Tapping each finger

  • Borders

    Sat down drew

    on a piece of paper

    the land

    we knew.

     

    Sat down drew

    lines between

    us

    ----

    them

    it's a squiggle here

    decided,

    the river's clear

    ly a bound

  • One Word

    Every 

    word 

    you say has the power to 

    alter the 

    world,

    every sentence has the power 

    to 

    create 

    and 

    destroy,

    every paragraph has the 

  • I'm Sorry

    I'm sorry 

    I'm sorry for what 

    My country is doing 

    For what we seem to think 

    Is OK   

    I'm sorry for how 

    My president is acting 

  • Vulnerable

    At school

    we're doing a poetry unit.

    "Oh cool, we write poetry all the time!"

    My friend says.

    What we didn't realize, though,

    was that the teacher turned on the tap

    to our inner selves