Death told her he was her friend
Sadly she believed him
She lost faith in happiness
She said that she hate life but
She didn't realize that so many people cared so much for her
She had a boyfriend that loved her but

That wasn't enough she didn't want her life
She needed to find her happiness in the world again
She found a gun and closed her eyes
Not even thinking twice she did what she thought was right
And pulled the trigger

We found her in the floor the gun in her hand and the bullet inside her head
We hope that happiness is in her side and her worry turned into dust
I wish she would come back

Death is a traitor, it takes everything away

Deportation:

It is something to be cautious about

Deportation is like someone taking a body part away from you

It can take  away the people you love and care about

We should share the connections we have like when you do connect the dots it can lead you to something bigger which is you

We may be different but we are all humans

People fear that they will never see their families ever again

Immigrant who live in the USA see their families from your home country til they have permission to go to there countries and that could take years

Some even seek revenge like they try to see each other like escaping, but others try to have faith hoping to see their families again

Robert F. Kennedy once said, “...Neither race nor place of birth should affect their chances.”

Take the concept of the wall and destroy it all

Immigrant from other places may be different but we are the same and equal like an equation
The USA is a part of the world and Mexico is a country and you add them it will a whole

I should know

My parents came from El Salvador to the USA and they had me and my sis,

But my uncle got deported and she cries every day but  he will come back soon I know this because we have faith

Soon the rest of my family will come and never leave

Every day I pray

So that my parents won’t leave

Because there I would have no one to stay with

Deportation:

Something that can break us down but we will get back up

Beauty, like a rare rose,

Is not only on the outside

It is in the inside, like how kind

Or sensitive you are

You can be the “prettiest” person in the world but be so mean as a  person

I believe no one is ugly or pretty in the outside, they are who they are

Like when the sun rises and sets

And it won’t lie that it won’t come and no one can change that

Love yourself for who you are

And if someone can’t see the light

In you then they are missing out

Kahlil Gibran once said, “Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.”

Don’t be killing yourself to be pretty

Be who you really are and don’t be afraid to be yourself

Beauty,

It can show in the outside but then flee from one day to another

Trust me-I know. I have tried to be someone else I am not I broke the rules and made me popular at some point; it made me confident

I did it for one year

But in the end I lost all of my friends

So I started over the next school year with a new actions and style

I turned into a good student with all straight As and be kind to all

And now everyone knows who I really am

I am a confident and brave person who is ready to take risks

Not afraid of anything

Beauty,

It is inside everyone and for some it is waiting to come out

Don’t pretend to be someone you are not

Suicide came to mind when i messed up a bunch of times
I had a knife on my chest and i still have the marks
I kept quiet for a long time because i thought no one would care
I told my boyfriend and my friends they said it’s okay to get hurt
But it’s not
They said it’s okay to cry
But it’s not
They said i shouldn't die
But i should
The things people make me feel, no one should feel
I try to ignore but it’s hard
They told me suicide isn't the way, but what IS the way ?
I always feel like i'm dead inside but i keep a smile in my face to hide the pain