Why? Why can they not see How come they do not listen They seem blind Unanswering Smiling, laughing Like there’s nothing wrong Like the world is not in flames They do not get it How heavy the weight of the world is Upon our backs How we break down to support The pillows they sit
Scrolling and Scrolling As I sit in my warm bright room, feeling fine I scroll and scroll I see people, I see places But I don’t have a clue who they are? Or what they do? But thousands and thousands love them And for what? Because they are skinny And how they are pretty And
What is Possible To Dream, to desire, to imagine what could be possible. To Reach, to grasp at, to stretch out towards the unattainable. To Try, to pursue, to attempt at something thought to be impossible. To Continue, to persevere, to push on even through the face of failure. To Finish, to complete, to be
Behind Behind the fake smile is someone who is slowly crumbling down Behind the makeup is natural beauty that is not seen by others Behind the false story they are making Is someone who is slowly breaking Behind closed doors she slowly suffers Behind that frown is a beautiful smile Even though it has not
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Words Words that were woven into my brain There webs spinning around and around That are weaving there way Into my mind Working and wriggling into my heart The words that you wove Words that now cannot be unheard Words that now cannot be unsaid Which cannot be unfelt I feel your words And they
Equality Equality, they told us, is here. Equality, they told us, has now appeared. Equality, they told us, is why you all live in a world where everyone has the same opportunities. Equality, they told us, is the reason you all live in a loving community. So… Here we sit in our “equal world”, blessed
Happy You know when you work hard, we all do. It’s when someone mocks something passionate to you. Something close to your heart, you know it’s true. You try your absolute best but it’s to no avail. And people think you can do nothing but fail. Its like they almost want to make you shrivel
Fight Drifting through days that never shall end, Forcing out smiles awaiting descent. Days all the same, twisted in one Missing the dreams that sleep never spun. Lacking the will to extinguish the past, No motivation and reasons are vast. Time has been wasted, lies have been told, Fighting alone, not trusting a soul. Tears
When it Suits You I’m a child….. When it suits you I’m almost an adult….. When it suits you I get paid…. When it suits you I get respect…. When it suits you I’m your equal…. When it suits you What I am Who I am Where I go I’ll bend over backwards….. When it
Big Black Blocks Big black blocks of metal sitting on my face, Blurry to some but clear to me, I look out, But salty little droplets blur my view. Four eyes they call me, Completely insensitive to my disability. I tried to change to avoid harassment. The laser burning into my pupil, I imagine colours