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Lia Jan 2019
mirror mirror on the wall,
who is the fairest of them all?

mirror mirror can't you see,
this reflection i'm looking at isn't me.

mirror mirror i don't recognise myself anymore,
this reflection pains me to my core.

mirror mirror the cracks are starting to show,
how i will make it, i do not know.

mirror mirror i'm fading now,
unto me, this retraction you will allow.
Lia Jan 2019
Hollow, deep and empty;
Welcoming to the dark.
Hollow, deep and empty;
Wishing to make my mark.
Hollow, deep and empty;
The flashbacks begin to start.
Hollow, deep and empty;
These scars are not a work of art.
Lia Nov 2018
Can you really see her;
What she's feeling
What she's saying?
She's smiling,
so she must be happy - right?

Look deeper, I say.

I gazed into the emerald greens,
Entranced in the gem,
But I saw the inside,
And like an ocean,
Tears trickled down her face.

She was drowning.
  Nov 2018 Lia
Beaux
If I die in a school shooting
I'll never go home again.
My room will sit unused,
A capsule frozen in time,
A snapshot of how I was.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my dog again.
She will sit at the front door
Waiting for me and wondering,
Why I never came home.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never graduate from high school.
My yearbooks will sit stacked
Stopped short of their goal,
Missing years that should have been.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my mom again.
She will sit distraught,
Planning a funeral
For a child taken from her.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my friends again.
They'll sit together, missing me.
One empty seat among them,
A constant reminder of their loss.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my little sister again.
She will sit through high school
Knowing I can't guide her through,
That she has to figure it out alone.

If I die in a school shooting
My school will be stained.
Pools of students lives will sit,
Blood tattoos on the brick structures,
Marks of death ground into it.

If I die in a school shooting
Everyone will wear black.
They'll send their thoughts and prayers
To a town marred by death,
Forever to be the home of a shooting.

If I die in a school shooting
Will the world change?
Or will I become one of hundreds  
Of kids who have to die?
What will it take?

If things continue this way
Children will have to live in fear.
They'll look over their shoulders
Always worried and wondering,
If they'll die in a school shooting.
The state of Florida is now home to the two most deadly mass shootings in American history. Pulse Nightclub was attacked in my city, I have friends who attend Marjory Stoneman Douglas in Parkland. My little sister often fears going to school. I'm afraid to graduate and leave her. I want to be able to protect her if something happens. I hate that we have a reason to be afraid... That it's reasonable to have these fears. I hate it so f*cking much.
Lia Nov 2018
'Smile', they say as the camera flashes, when all I want to do is break down in tears.
'Smile', they say as it feels like one day is turning into years.
'Smile', they say as I have to face my deepest, darkest fears.

I'm in hysterics, but they don't know it's just nerves.
A car is about to hit me, I remain hopelessly still, but it swerves.
But yet what am I told to do?
'Smile', they say as I feel like I'm taking my very last breath.

'Smile' they say, as I'm taking my very last pill.
'Smile' they say, as I try searching every ounce of emotion just to feel.

'Just smile'.

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