Stand up against bullies.
Love yourself.
Realize your worth,
You deserve food on your shelf.

Have an opinion.
Use your voice.
If you're pro-life,
Still respect pro-choice.

If you don't like something,
You don't need to comment.
For if you do,
It might come off as torment.

You deserve your own opinion,
No need for facts.
Stop harassing minorities,
Get off their backs.

Be compassionate.
Compliment others.
Treat women like sisters,
and men like brothers.

We are all humans,
So treat us that way.
Thank you for reading,
That's all I have to say.

Be proud of your beliefs.
Where you came from.
Who you are.
Because in the end,
You are who you are.

Red is the rose
and the polish on my toes

Red is the kiss on my cheek
and my dress– truly chic

Red is also blood
and bodies in the mud

Red is red
Love and dead.

Clouds in the sky
Sparkling stars
Skin of a corpse
Faded scars

Doves in the snow
Howlite stones
Powdered ash
Dried up bones

Purity and emptiness
Pale and bright
Serenity and grief
The color white.

Seventeen
Is the age you are
You have my love
No matter how far

You are my friend
And that will never end
Our love doesn’t snap
It only bends

You’re talented and beautiful
And you’re just so cool
This poem has to end
For I am at school.

Makeup on,
Makeup off.
Beautiful voice,
Raspy Cough.

Modest or bold,
Wears a hijab.
Model-like body,
No six-pack or abs.

Masculine tomboy,
Wears fishnet-tights.
Regardless how we look,
We still have rights.

We Are All Human;

Gender or Wealth,
Religion or Race.

If you disagree,
Then you're a disgrace.