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I’ve heard too many times

The excuses of our nation

That change would be too hard,

Too frightening 

That it would take too long

But why are we arguing

About something so necessary

She’s always happy

I know that’s what they think

She wouldn’t hurt a fly 

That, too

Sometimes they don’t think

That it’s hard for me too

That I don’t always want to be the nice

If I could paint the sky in the hues of colors I feel when I look at you,

The sky would no longer be just one color.

If I could write in words how much I love you,

The salt rained down like stars, scattering their souls across the ebony pavement. It burned through microscopic flakes of glass that lay there, turning to liquid ash. Like a forest fire, life began to sprout within the constellation's cradle.

When someone says, “What’s the problem?” my first response is, “Me.”

When someone asks, “Why are you crying?” my first answer is, “Me.”

When someone says, “There is no point,” my first reply is, “I agree.”