They say
Don’t judge a book by its cover but,
“ you look ridiculous”
They say don’t make assumptions but,
“That kid looks nice”
They say get to know someone but,
“This kid looks like a trouble maker”
They say learn each others story
“Whose parents would let them do that?”
I guess to them
We’re just a mess
Our generation is a disgrace
No modesty
Inappropriate
Why can't they see
That we are
Progressive
Diverse
Understanding
Talented
We say
Don’t judge a book by its cover
And stay true to our word
Love is an open door?
All you need is love?
Love story?
I know that feeling
A bit differently
Not quite what the song was intended for
But I know of love
That opens doors
The love that is
Dear New York City,
I don’t know what it is
That makes me love it so much
Maybe it’s the buildings
That stretch towards the sky
Forever reaching upwards
Have you ever seen dozens of roses?
A field perhaps
Covered in red beauty
Have you ever tried walking through dozens of roses?
Your fingertips perhaps
Covered in red blood
From afar roses are gorgeous
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