words are powerful
words are comforting
they rip you open,
leave you raw.
asking questions
wondering why
words leave you
isolated
secluded
alone
vulnerable
words
separate
discriminate
but
the spoken
are not as powerful
as the silent
looks
stares
judgments
calculating
eyes like knives
piercing your soul
leaving scars
that can never be healed
all because
you are not right
wrong.
can never be right.
i was made that way.
i will never change.
but you will have to.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
growing
relax
let go
children grow
older
stronger
to their own person
new experiences
new places
you raise them
to be on their own
and
to come back to you
being away
isn't forgetting
so
relax
let go
it is supposed to be this way.
let go
children grow
older
stronger
to their own person
new experiences
new places
you raise them
to be on their own
and
to come back to you
being away
isn't forgetting
so
relax
let go
it is supposed to be this way.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
feeling
do you know how it feels
to be hated?
do you know how it feels
to hear whispers?
do you know how it feels
to dodge dirty looks?
do you know how it feels
to be completely ignored by a room full of people?
do you know how it feels
to only be acknowledged in public?
do you know how it feels
to have people plotting against you?
do you know how it feels
to seem:
worthless
insignificant
wrong.
do you know how it feels
to care about people that loathe you?
do you know how it feels
to be me in this?
do know how it feels
to know that everyone is rooting for you to fail?
do you know how it feels
to be:
lost
tired
lonely
frustrated
by this?
do you know it feels
to be me?
i think not-
if you did
i wouldn't feel so alone.
to be hated?
do you know how it feels
to hear whispers?
do you know how it feels
to dodge dirty looks?
do you know how it feels
to be completely ignored by a room full of people?
do you know how it feels
to only be acknowledged in public?
do you know how it feels
to have people plotting against you?
do you know how it feels
to seem:
worthless
insignificant
wrong.
do you know how it feels
to care about people that loathe you?
do you know how it feels
to be me in this?
do know how it feels
to know that everyone is rooting for you to fail?
do you know how it feels
to be:
lost
tired
lonely
frustrated
by this?
do you know it feels
to be me?
i think not-
if you did
i wouldn't feel so alone.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
different
old fashioned
i'd say racist.
colors are beautiful
shades abound
black
white
brown
caramel
everywhere you look a new shade appears
color defines us
color rules our lives
we are
sorted
seperated
judged
love of culture runs deep
washed out skin-
can't understand
isn't the same
shouldn't be trusted
family norms.
excess baggage,
we are branded by our shades.
we can not escape.
they never leave us alone.
it shapes our lives
you can not hide from it
nor change.
we spend all our time saying:
you just don't understand what it's like to be...
i know how it feels to be different.
if you only look at the color of my skin-
you will never know me.
i'd say racist.
colors are beautiful
shades abound
black
white
brown
caramel
everywhere you look a new shade appears
color defines us
color rules our lives
we are
sorted
seperated
judged
love of culture runs deep
washed out skin-
can't understand
isn't the same
shouldn't be trusted
family norms.
excess baggage,
we are branded by our shades.
we can not escape.
they never leave us alone.
it shapes our lives
you can not hide from it
nor change.
we spend all our time saying:
you just don't understand what it's like to be...
i know how it feels to be different.
if you only look at the color of my skin-
you will never know me.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
caught
you love me
but
you are caught
between
two worlds
split in half
old world
new world
longing
to
be
accepted
by
both
except
you love me
you can't decide-
where you fit.
pain
worry
fear
tear you up
but
you love me
you show it-
they're set in their ways
they refuse to see
they refuse to admit
that
you love me
but
you are caught
between
two worlds
split in half
old world
new world
longing
to
be
accepted
by
both
except
you love me
you can't decide-
where you fit.
pain
worry
fear
tear you up
but
you love me
you show it-
they're set in their ways
they refuse to see
they refuse to admit
that
you love me
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