Aug 22

Heart of a Dolphin

The heart of a dolphin is different than ours. In our heart, we have our kindness, our love, our feelings. But not everyone understands our hearts. The heart of a dolphin is different. They have their kindness, their love, their feelings. We all need to learn to accept it. We need to accept the hearts of all living things. Every single human being on the planet has a different heart. We all have our own versions of thoughts and feelings. Think of everybody as dolphins. We are all unique dolphins with different hearts, different thoughts, different feelings, and different beliefs. We need to take pride in accepting others. It is my pride, and should be everyone’s.
Aug 12
lmnoyes's picture

Dear youth

You could get by just being there. But you miss opportunities,friendships.
    This experience is up to you. Exist or live?
Aug 05
nataliestrout's picture


When they fight, I worry. I worry that he’s gonna come find her, and hurt her. My mind races of all the possibilities of ways he’s going to hurt her. He takes after his father. His obsession with guns and weapons terrifies me. The way he’s so controlling of her disgusts me. She pretends she’s fine... but I know how unhealthy their relationship is. He holds her back from what she loves the most. The way he always has to know where she is, worry’s me. I wish HE weren’t here... then I wouldn’t worry as much. I’m scared. 
Jul 28


What do you see when you look at me?
The blue eyes and purple hair?
The doc martens and jean jacket?

Or the curves, chest, and voice?

I am immediately branded, GIRL.
First and foremost defined by a gender,

A gender that I don’t want.

Gender is a social construct.
Many are comfortable with this construct.
Many are able to discover themselves within a category.
It can provide happiness and understanding.

Gender is a social construct.
Many are uncomfortable with this construct.
Many cannot find themselves in the system.
It can provide unhappiness and constriction.

Being autistic, social constructs aren’t exactly “my thing”.

I don’t want to be a girl.
I don’t want to be a boy.
I don’t want to be in between.

I do not find myself in this system,
It provides nothing for me.

Want to know who I am?
Jul 28
nataliestrout's picture

Here’s to “Girls”

Here’s to the “girls” who want to have kids. The “girls” who want to buy their own first car with their own money, before they have a license. Here’s to the “girls” who want to buy a house when they don’t have a job yet. The “girls” who want to pay for their own groceries. Here’s to the “girls” who dream of what the future holds for them every time they close their eyes. The “girls” who want to be able to afford nice things. Here’s to the “girls” who get excited about life.

Here’s to the YOUNG WOMEN that try every day and never give up. I believe in you.
Jul 28

(Not) okay

I’m not okay 

It’s okay that I’m not who I used to be

It’s not okay that u are trying to get me to fake being okay

I wish I was okay but I’m not

It’s not okay that u make me feel not okay

It’s okay that I can’t smile all of the time

It’s not okay that u think that everything and everyone’s supposed to be okay

It’s okay that I’m not okay

Jul 26

take a step back


What will your legacy be,
when you're six feet deep and
gone who will keep you in their
memories, will the world mourn you
or will you pass away silently,
leaving nothing that says you were here,
nothing that says remember me.

Ask me what my legacy will be
as if I haven't already thought about it a thousand times
staying up late at night, writing out my rhymes,
trying to write out one that will go down in history because

when i grow up, when i grow up, daddy,

i want the world to see me,
remember me.

told since i was eight years old
that they knew someday i would change the world,

such a bright young thing, isn't she?

they tell me i will climb, they tell me i'll be powerful,
and then when i dream, tell me i'm too young to be thinking of
such things, and now my biggest fear
Jul 23

Publishing Help?

Hi everyone! 
So for some reason I thought there was a “post” category but I guess not... so rant/rave was the second best choice. 
This year I have been working on writing a book and recently I have finished editing my manuscript! I don’t have many writing contacts and I’m just wondering if anyone out there could help me with the next steps. I’m hoping to get my book published, but I don’t know where to go from here. 
If you have any advice or help for me I’d really appreciate it if you messaged me! 
Thank you so much !!
Jul 22
lilnoreault's picture

A crush

Because of situations and the people you meet you get close to someone who you never thought you would. Then you second guess your friend ship and think do I like this person? Your Body is telling you and making you think something that you aren’t even sure about. Then when you think you know you really do something goes wrong, these are experiences that mold your future. Even if it means the cute guy who sits next to you says no.  There is always a mr. Right out there, it just takes time for him to find you.

signing off
Jul 18

a shame

change ?

oh lord, where do i even begin?

our prison systems, designed to keep prisoners in and locked away, made for-profit
the school systems, ones that cause undue anxiety and stress on students
our environment, how badly we've treated it and destroyed countless species and lives
the corruption in the law system, a bias towards women when children are the main concern

there's a lot wrong here.

i'd ;

reform the prisons, make them public and not privatized - no one should be able to profit off of another human being
restructure the schools, give students a choice in what they want to learn - i'll be damned if i use the pythagorean theorem every day
ensure the safety of endangered species, putting a stop to companies abusing it - why would we kill the only planet we have to live on?
Jul 09

Point of View

I'm pretty sure by now, many people know where I stand politically;
Yes, I am a proud, Trump-supporting conservative. No regrets whatsoever for that choice!
I have a problem with the disrespect our President seems to be getting from the MSM, celebrities, and even citizens.
Did the Republicans ever create a helium balloon of Barack Obama in a diaper? I don't recall.
Did the Republicans ever talk endless trash about Obama and about the secrets he was keeping on MSM? Again, I don't remember.
You see where I'm going?
There is no point in constantly hating on President Trump, regardless of how you feel about him. You all say you want peace and love, but you're the same people who spread hate and discontent because of your hatred for the President. It makes you look foolish and hypocritical. 
Jul 06
Alaina.J_27's picture


We are surrounded by lies every day.
We are surrounded by people who lie.
We have been for a long time.

Be careful whom you trust.
Not everyone is who they seem.

Jul 05


What the heck, humans!!! We are ruining the environment and we might not live to be adults all because of stupid climate change!! and guess whose fault climate change is? Ours! We have GOT to step up our game and take responsibility! We have to stop using plastic and other things! We are KILLING ocean species because of plastic!! ALL THE PLASTIC WE"RE USING!!!!!!!! Come ON, people! Also, stop buying big trucks because their emissions are ruining the ozone layer!!!!! And ALSO, PEOPLE PLEASE STOP PUTTING FOOD SCRAPS IN THE TRASH! IT WILL GO TO THE LANDFILL AND PRODUCE GREENHOUSE GAS!!!!! IT'S NOT THAT HARD TO GET COMPOST!!!! And if you live in a city, go talk to the city council and see if you can make a place where all the residants of the city can put the compost!!! Stand up and MAKE SOME CHANGE!!!!!!! COME ON, PEOPLE!!!
Jun 22

Drain (My Truth)

To: __

You pierced, twisted my words, and formed it into an enraging monster.

To create my life into a living hell.

You fed me beliefs that you did those horrid things because of me,
and you told me exactly how. (without hesitation)
Like you've been waiting forever to make me aware of how "it was all my fault."

Piecing a scar into my heart. Setting my brain on fire.

Turning the people that you once used to get jealous of me hanging around, against me.

You sat and covered your arms with war,
but was that really because of me?

Are you sure the devil didn't whisper into your ears "to look and see what lies beneath the outter layer of your skin?"
Are you sure he wasn't the one who told you to take a peak?
Jun 18


An issue that matters to me? That's easy. I don't like the closing of small schools (school consolidation). I don't think the state should have the right to close a school, especially one that has  been around for so long, to save money (which it didn't). I don't want to hear all the 'it will give students school choice' or 'students will get better options/educations in bigger schools'. We were doing just fine. Our town is a small community. What makes you think we want a bigger school? We are used to small and we like it. I don't like that the town had the option to close my high school. WHY DON'T YOU ASK THE KIDS THAT ACTUALLY GO THERE? I want everyone to know my story on this. 
Jun 18

hushed up

god save america?
more like :
  not one is free here
Jun 11

Imagine a world in which...


Prompt: "Imagine a world in which"

Imagine a world in which there was no hate. No one was rejected because they were different. Discrimination didn't exist. Prejudice was eliminated long ago. No one was afraid to go to school, or outside at all. Jails were empty because no one needed to use drugs or alcohol to be happy. People would join together to talk about saving a species, not about giving a minority equal rights [because the minorities already had them]. Murders had stopped because no one was pushed that far anymore. There were no scrawling of "kill yourself" on lockers, and slurs weren't thrown around anymore. People could respect differences instead of making people feel bad about them. People no longer had to protest a brand because of their practices. 
Jun 11


Across my face.
It's not real.
Not my taste.
I can't smile.

It's not me.
I'm not happy.
I'm not someone
Who loves to smile.
I do it to make you think I'm okay for a while.

It's my mask.
Glued to my face.
Not me really, just a facade.
It's stitched on, unable to be moved.
Forcing me to fake being happy for you.
Jun 09
Roses and Summer Dreams's picture

Step Back

I sigh as I reread my work. "Too this, too that. Not good enough. Will I ever be good at this?" Discouraging thoughts 
 are in play and they keeping snowballing. 

Hold on. I need to tell myself that I am only 11 and not yet a writer. I have the rest of my life to work on this. "Step back, I am a young writer" I tell myself.

Jun 03

Smells Like Dirt

Preschool smelled like Spaghetti-O's.
No joke.
The entire school smelled like that,
the cafeteria especially
because there was always one teacher
who brought them in
for that one kid without a lunch.
I got to have some too.
Kindergarten never really had a scent.
I guess it was because kids talked
more than they ever ate.
It probably smelled like hot breath
and a bit of grass from recess.
First and second grade were the same,
except it also smelled like carpet
because we often had lunch in the classroom
and we'd sit and play games.
I remember the fifth-grade cafeteria
because it was the worst place in the world.
It smelled like desperation.
Everyone wanted to be like the cute girls,
the ones with baby soft hair and booty shorts.
It smelled like a friendless chamber
and I was trapped in it, flailing like bait.
That's what it smelled like,