Writing

Is it wrong 

to want to be a princess?

Is it naive or childish?

Because I want to be in a world where at 16 

I find my prince charming, 

where every year onwards is happily ever after

a symphony of saxophone and jazzy drums plays

for a crowd of men in wide collared shirts and women in boxy dresses

in their hands are drinks

martinis and manhattans 

with glistening ice cubes inside their glasses

I feel like I'm imposing

Which isn't fair for you to do,

It's not fair that you make me feel like I'm on the outside

I hate sitting here, trying to reignite what once was

I thought we we're doing this anymore

on any other day,

i would say my favorite song

is (nope)

it reminds me of

who i am, or rather,

i guess, who i hide behind.

today is different.

today i finished 

i miss summer camp.

i miss the pines

and the deer that hid

among them.

i miss the sunsets,

which were somehow

ever so much more beautiful

than any of the ones back home.

The past generations make me sick,

you tear loved ones apart and call it protecting the country,

you deport children that don't have any choice on where they live,

no family in the countries you say they "belong to,"