Writing

For breakfast I had potatoes

Fruit

Yogurt and granola

like I do almost every morning

I drank coffee and tea

and took my supplements

like I do almost every morning

It's good to have goals. 

Right?

I mean

They seem like a good idea

The idea of succeeding in something you worked hard for

The thrill of when you finally achieve it

Like finishing a detailed painting

Yo quiero un mundo

de felicidad para todos.

Donde hay no fin de cuánto

tu puedes amor

todos las cosas

tu quieres.

Cree tu eres el sola persona

en el mundo,

y cierras sus ojos

Culture is a peculiar word. 
Holding such importance

In someone’s person 

Celebrated and encouraged 

Songs

Art

Food

Grandma's Zwieback 

Little pockets of answers

The teacher asked a question. I knew the answer. I was sure of it. Of course nobody wanted to hear it from me, so I just kept my mouth shut. Like always. This was just how my day went. Something went wrong? No one wants to hear it.

My heart breaks

For every snowflake

That twirls down,

Solitary

Amongst a gray sky

It looks lonely, you see

Not as if I don’t know how that feels.