Writing

Everybody fears death

Until they’re already dead

Left for the people who hunt the weak and support the strong

Am I wrong?

I’ve heard it all before

It is wrong for me 

to want to hold you close

and tell you that it'll all be okay,

even if I have no way of knowing

if it will be?

A kid simplified and broken down

Reduced to a microphone in their hand,

The notes that leave their lips.

This child is more than this.

“You are my daughter”

If anyone ever called me beautiful, I don't know what I'd do..

I'm used to being pretty but not that pretty.

Plain but not ugly.

I've never been called beautiful.

Beautiful is for people who match some standard.

The sky smiles when you laugh and so do I.

Even though we barely know each other, I feel as though I've known you for a million years.

Your laugh.

Your smile.

Everything I've seen and all that I haven't.

“Tho’ Nature, red in tooth and claw / With ravine, shriek’d against / his creed—” - Lord Alfred Tennyson

Yes, you are a Man!

You, sir, are no beast, so