My hands tangled with yours
6:30 am i spring open my eyes
to catch your groggy eyes
the little snore you do,
the twitch of your face.
The way your hair curled upwards
I never was an early bird
unti l had a good reason to be
much like a traveller
who wakes up early, to catch the sun rise.

The pretty brunette stood fearfully
in front of the television
a large symbol as the crowd riotted
the Symbol of hatred burning right through her skin

Her child, with his tiny fingers
pointed at the unfamiliar symbol
his innocence lingering in a silk string
"what is that?"
He does not understand yet, the ignorance of this world.

She turned off the TV
and as any mother would
she hugged her child tightly
whispering under her breathe
"America."

What do you mean why?
They're wrong for hating us!
This is the country
of love, freedom, and liberty
of oppurunities, of life, of everything golden!
yes, there are children under fire in school
okay, maybe it isn't such an ideal world if you are a person of color
sure, it's still scary to go out at night as a woman
fine, we might have impossilbe high tuition rates.

but I dont hate America.
no, not at all.
I love America.
but i can understand why people do.
And thats why
I
will
vote.

not every wish
comes true for you
the stars know better
and while you cry about them forgetting your wish
they smiled
they did not forget
theyre simply waiting
to give you something better.
you just dont know it yet
like a little child
who doesn't know her parents
rejected her pleas for a new teddy bear
because there will be a puppy
under the christmas tree this year.

I reckon
Love is overrated
Among the broken wedding Chinas
the divorce paper rested gracefully
She looked at peace signing it
So fast
So sure
I suppose love is overrated
For those that are unfortunate.

10 years ago, you werent going to make it
5 years ago, you never pictured youd be here
1 year ago, you were facing the hardest dilema of your life
2 weeks ago, you had the worst mental break down
1 day ago, you doubted yourself
but here you are
overcoming, defeating, conquering
you think you cant
because you dont remember the times that you could and did.
you think you failed
because you don't remember the simple task you succeeded in.
You are always overcoming.
Breath.
When you feel like you cant,
look back a little.
Remember that
you can,
and
you did.

Yellow brick road
my little unknown redhead
you have traveled so far!
Are you not tired? Does your feet not ache?
But oh little redhead,
don't pause for anyone.
When your feet feel sore
when storms knock you down
you are
indeed
still
standing.