We are the people.
The girl who wears every scar like a trophy.
The boy who struggles with reading.
The kid who protests for their rights.
The mother who works 3 jobs to pay the bills.
The father who always remembers to kiss his children good night.
The teenager who loves moths.
We are the people.
Every single one of us.
No matter our race, gender, sexuality, beliefs, and personal abilities.
We are the people.
And you can’t shake us down.
Posted in response to the challenge We the People.
This statue is a woman.
She’s the symbol of the USA.
Yet people refuse to acknowledge her daughters.
The Lady Liberty, huh?
You know what that makes me think?
The one free woman.
Yeah.
Love is hard, hatred is easy.
How am I supposed to love the girl who pushed me in the hallway because I like reading about dragons? It’s much easier to hate her.
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about that”
Every girl has heard that phrase at some point, or will hear it at some point.
It means:
You’re a girl.
Girls are pretty.
Girls are happy.
Girls aren’t smart.
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