Once upon a time there was a puzzle, a picture perfect puzzle, that was me.
But now pieces are falling out of, instead of into, place
Slipping and sliding and just out of reach
Until those picture perfect pieces fall into darkness
Leaving an empty space
Inside of my mind
Not all nice guys are nice. Or was it a nice guy who assaulted and harassed 14, 13, and 12 year old girls? Was it a nice guy who knowingly passed on a std? Was it a nice guy who drugged a girl at a bar?
People say this is not their America. I think the problem is that it is. This is what millions of Americans want. This is our America whether we like it or not. Our America elected a rapist into office.
How much time do you need to finish your writing? Asks my teacher
A lifetime I say.
For how can I ever write down all the words in my head, dying to come out
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