M. Hank

Introduction: I would like to believe that home is not a place; it is the people, the family in our lives. We have been given the greatest gift of all, being born into this world.

The ocean is so beautifully blue

Yet it's also black when it goes too deep

The ocean is so calming

Yet when swept beneath its waves, it's suffocating 

Dolls, who you dress up in pink and white, 

dolls, who you take to the park or on a flight, 

dolls, who are made of plastic and cloth, 

they are always so girly, never unique or even goth.

(Inspired by Astronomy by Conan Gray) 

I'd walk you out if I could 

Open and close the door ever so gently 

Hold your hand as we slowly say goodbye 

Brazil, the year forgotten. The sun is rising. 

The ocean longs for her beloved moon but she has already gone down. The sun has taken her place and the water finds no comfort in him.

Why does the world pretend to act like nothing bad is happening?

Why does the government, meant to safeguard the people, suddenly make this a monarchy?

I find it stupid that some people think that this is all fine and dandy.