Writing
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a choice of color
When you were a kid,
When you were still learning animal names,
And awed by the world around you,
What did it mean when you looked up,
At other kids, at adults,
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A bottomless pit of expectations
My life,
is a bottomless pit of expectations.
There are so many things
that people want from me.
And it's tiring.
My dad expects me to be perfect at sports,
My mom expects me to have perfect grades,
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US in the USA
America is not make up of one flag
and should never resort to a statement otherwise.
I saw
many flags
that represent you and me
and US because
we are made up of
gay,
queer,
trans,
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October 20th
There is nothing like the floating feeling of trying to do pilates in socks and listening to Cigarettes After Sex as your knees scrape against the carpeted floor and the almost-black almost-night clings to the windows.
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Stopped
My mom says I have a strange way
Of connecting deeply with everyone
And it’s hard to say goodbye
This time
I knew the goodbye was coming
So I could leave one morning with peace in my mind
But you
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Kids
Sectionals
is the equivalent of a curse word.
He warned us not to complain
I did anyway.
It's chaos
no one listens
nothing gets done
unproductive
I hate being useless.