Posts
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It starts with us
I’ve heard too many times
The excuses of our nation
That change would be too hard,
Too frightening
That it would take too long
But why are we arguing
About something so necessary
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A Self Portrait Drawn with Words
They say her eyes are green
But she likes to say they are hazel
Like the sun setting through the evergreen trees
Her hair like a bright morning
When when sun has just risen
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The Unanswerables
Life is made of the unanswerables
Because they are everywhere
Because everything we know has a root cause
And every root cause has another
Until there is no cause,
There just is
"Why do we exist?"
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Tee Shirts and Blue Jeans
When she was little
She wore the same shirt every day
In different colors
The shirts where plain with a small design
Her mom bought her plenty of sweaters
With cute patterns and fun colors
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Dear Beatrice
Dear Beatrice,
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I Am Young
I am young,
But if I where a dog I would be in my late 70s
And I have lived for 4x longer than most hamsters
And 170 lifetimes of a fly.
Each day I live is all a mayfly lives in their entire life.
Loves
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To Dream
maybe one day i'll see you
at a class reunion 20 years in the future
you'll have gotten taller than i am in heels
your hair will no longer be curled and bleached but
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Title undecided
I just need a paper and some pencils.
Maybe some pillows.
And a cozy light. -
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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Gaslighting in the Medical System: The Darkside of Mental Health Awareness
I am eight. I sit across from my mom in my pediatrician’s office on the paper-covered table. The paper is crinkled and uncomfortable. My mother’s head is cupped in her hands as the pediatrician leaves the room.
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Why I hate school :)
I have this teacher...
This teacher is rude and sexist
They get mad if you don't know the answer to something that they haven't explained yet...
They never get mad at certain students, they have favorites...
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Tomorrow
I wish that I would sit at home,
A lovely book in hand,
And look upon the struggling,
I had once been so damned.