i am an ashamed american. this
     is supposed to be the land of the free.
please. tell me what is free about ferguson,
     missouri. is freedom enlisting three
policemen for an armed white protest and
     hundreds of riot police for a peaceful
colored one? please. tell me what is free?

why is racism a 21st century problem?

these days, girls
strive to become
effy stonem- a
fictional character on
a show where
everyone drinks and
has ***, and
does drugs.

in the end
of the program
she looses her
mind, but yet
every girl wants
to grow up
to be her.

enticing? i think
*not.

hello my name is dyed red hair

hello my name is infj

hello my name is having a love hate relationship with different music genres

hello my name is crying during sad or happy movies

hello my name is an avid just dance player

hello my name is wearing black all the time

hello my name is liking the color blue best

hello my name is b math

hello my name is canadian

hello my name is sometimes not so happy with my weight

hello my name is a writer

hello my name is being afraid of being left alone

hello my name is captain of the volleyball team

hello my name is a christian

hello my name is q

hello my name is fashion lover

hello my name is making bad decisions

hello my name is loving to travel a lot

but doesn't it seem weird
that we expect
high school
students to know
exactly what they're
going to do
for the rest of their
lives?

i can do anything.

You'd go to their parties in your best clothes,
you'd tell them secrets to better portray how you wanted
to be consumed; how you wanted to be seen in
the right light of entwined, callous mouths.

Though years passed and the canteen hall
smelled of stale jokes and worn-out references
your group stuck together by a conformed
sense of security and a scared mixture of secrets.

The bell rung hollow one last time as your
group disbanded into grey, lifeless figures.
The adults around you knew them as temporary
indulgences. You called them something warmer.