Posts
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For you?
Is my shirt
Too short
For you?
Is it
Too revealing
For you?
Is it
Too tight
For you?
Is it
Too low cut
For you?
Should I
Change
For you?
Cover
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Writing With A Knife
I write with a knife
It cuts into my heart
Spilling it onto the paper
My emotions
My thoughts
Painted with blood
Once I start
There is no stopping
I bleed
Begging for someone
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My Mind Is...
My mind is a car
On a highway
Racing
Zooming
Going faster and faster
My mind is a plane
In the air
Full of chatter
Zipping across the sky
My mind is a train
On a track
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How to drown
I learned to swim
When I was young
I learned
Freestyle
Breastroke
And butterfly
Now here I am
Years later
And all I know
Is how to sink
How to drown
How to go deeper
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To Be a Girl
To be a girl
Is to constantly live
With the knowledge
That people think
You are worth nothing
To be a girl
Is to be on guard
At every second
And never ever
Let it down
To be a girl
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Loves
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you're on your own, kid
i always have been, ever since the label of
"gifted" was mantled above my head in neon letters,
proudly displaying me to a world where
mediocrity was rejected &
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Too much
I am 13
I am in 7th grade.
I like school. Most of the time.
I am quite good at school.
I'm in all the advanced classes offered. 3 years ahead in Math, 3 years ahead in my English vocab, and on the hardest History track.
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I’m sorry
I’m sorry that I wasn’t the rings to your Saturn,
because Saturn had cracked into two;
I’m sorry that I slipped salt into your sugar,
yet your sugar was bitter, I cried too.
I’m sorry that you never learned to care,
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My Coming Out Story
Growing up when I was younger, I was raised in a very homophobic, transphobic family. I was taught that being anywhere on the LGBTQ spectrum was evil and would send you to hell.
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Somebody
Everybody has somebody — the person who is their everything and whom they never want to go without.
It could be for a long time or a short time, a moment or an age.
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Shrouding My Differences
Almost every day I wear a hoodie.
To hide a part of me that I can’t escape.
It shrouds my difference from the world.
So that I can seem normal.
So I can fit in.
So that nobody can pick on me about it.