Writing

oh, how hard it is to watch them

The people and our contrary...

This is just what I think...

Why do we blame everyone else?

Why can't we own our own mistakes?

No one can tell you what to do

I grew up hating school

Feeling self-conscious because I was "un-cool"

Just because I got pulled out of the room

This feeling, however, never went away

Through school and friends, it has always been that way

Might I seethe this lonely perch 

An ends to meet with scruffy birch, 

It’s colder here than was before, 

Yet many woes’ that come no more. 

I feel scared whenever I think about the election.

Because of what is at stake.

Because really it’s everything that’s at stake right now.

Freedom.

Justice.

Thunk

Thunk

Thunk

They march like ants

Boots pounding on the mortar

They march

Right

Left

Right