Posts
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I Picked Out A Dress
I picked out a dress
It was cute
With little bows on the straps
I felt good in it
Apparently
It wasn’t appropriate
Because
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The things I take for granted
I am grateful
For the feeling of joy
The feeling of peace
Of happiness
I am grateful for
My little sister's cheery face
My friend's laughter
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I Am Angry
I am angry at the world
I am angry at it’s injustice
I am angry at America
I am angry that we let this happen
I am angry at everyone
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Who Gave You The Right?
I took inspo from the song Right, by Morgan St Jean
Stop
Telling
Woman
What
They
Can
And
Can't
Do
This is not ok
You think
Just because
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I don't know what it is
I have never wanted
Something more than I do now
The problem is
I don't know what
I don't know what
I long for
What I reach for
It's like a dream
Blurry and unrecognizable
I want this thing
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Reporters
In the car
After dark
With the headlights shining
On the wet pavement
Like stars on the ground
I curl up in my seat
And the news is on
Voices fill the car
Not my own
Not my dads
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.