I grew up my whole life never knowing what true love was
Until I experienced it myself
I said I hated him before he was born
More responsibility for me
My grades dipped
But with every feeding
He would stare at me
As if I were the most beautiful girl ever
He would laugh and smile
I slowly started to fall in love with him
This is not like every other love story
He has peed on me many times
I've had to clean up his throw up
Nobody said this was going to be sweet
He blows all his boogers on my t-shirt
He burps in my face
But when I hold him
I like to put my hand on his heart
And feel every beat
I like to trace the contours on his face
I like to feel his body heat late at night when I can't sleep
He takes up most of the bed
But he'll wake up at midnight
I take him to ***
I crawl back into my bed
I fall asleep with an angel
I have developed a relationship with my baby brother
He calls me **** nugget
Thought I feel like his proud mommy
He runs to me when I come home
I try and hug him tightly
I want to be able to remember his boyish scent of dirt and salt
Of all people, I couldn't live without him
I now know what love is
Now I pray to God
For my safe return
That my baby brother will grow up free and happy.

Why is it that we tell girls to hide their bodies
While the boy's harmones rage free?
Why is it taught to not get *****
Rather than don't ****?
Why do we have to open doors for the ladies
When the man's hands are full?
Just open doors for everyone
Why is a girl seen as a possession
Rather than a human being?
Why must a girl's face be covered?
Because some stupid society said so?
This world is *******.
Let me tell you a little something...
Everyone bleeds red
Everyone breathes oxygen
Everyone is a child of God
Everyone has a heart
Why must we be so sexist?

If you look up to Heaven
You will see the Angels
They are jumping from cloud to cloud
They are happy
A rainbow always kissing the sky
If you look down below
You will see the Fallen Angels
They are jumping from pit to pit
They are unhappy
A thunderstorm always fighting the lightning
If you look around you
You will see Beautiful, Misguided Angels
They are jumping from good to evil and evil to good
They are emotionally confused
A thunderstorm always followed by a rainbow.

She's the type of girl that will say no to clubbing
She's the type of girl that would rather stay home
She's the type of girl that stays up all night
She likes being alone
She smiles at words on a page
She's in a trace
She's laughs wholeheartedly
And sheds a tear at something that tugged on her heartstring
She can't hear anyone
Her mind, soul, and heart are dreaming
She's in her own wonderland
Where everything is possible
And nothing is impossible
She has fallen in love with a fictional character
She dreams of one day owning her own bookstore
She wishes to stop time
And to stay forever in her books
She reads to long
She longs to read
With each word she's moved
She is no longer here
She is an another world
Where everything is alright
Where the roses are beautiful
The coffee sweet
The birds chirping
A rainbow always out
Nothing but smiles
And sweet kisses
She's only a hand away
But her soul is far gone
She's addicted to reading
She just doesn't know when to stop
But she never dreams of it
This is her escape
From the cruelty that is life
She can't see no evil
She can't hear no evil
She can't do no evil
She is an angel
With a cup of coffee on the lamp stand
A blanket wrapped around her
Sitting affront of the fireplace
Rocking back and forth
A beautiful, lively book in hand
Stacks and stacks of more books
Sprawled on the floor
Little snowflakes falling from Heaven
like sweet little kisses that flutter throughout your body
She is a reader
She is the girl that hides behind her books.