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DJ Mar 2020
Ash Haffner,
she was only 16.
Was living it up,
smiling all the way.
Until that day,
bullies were coming from the left & the right.
Knocking her down with their ruthless cutting edge words,
she just wanted to be accepted by all.
Girls were snickering it up,
“Hey look, is that a girl or a guy?!”
At school,
in the gym locker rooms.
Ash Haffner couldn’t even get dressed,
& two the other girls were uncomfortable.
Ash wasn’t just being bullied by the youths,
she was also being bullied by adults as well.
One mother wouldn’t let her daughter anywhere near Ash,
afraid that “she would become gay.”
On December 28th,
she had enough.
Texting her friends up later that night,
“I’m done & I’m ready to die.”
On December 28th,
tragedy struck….
Ash walked into oncoming traffic & was hit by a jeep…
She later died the very next morning.
Ash was being hated and discriminated against,
especially by her parents as well.
This tragic event claimed worldwide attention,
writing a suicide note down from on Tumblr.
Stating that: “She would never be happy with her appearance
or with the way her voice sounds,  
nor will a man wanna ever love her either.”
Ash is & forever always will be a symbol for Transgender Justice,
bringing fourth awareness world nation wide.
When Ash first came out as a transgender girl to her mother,
it went downhill from there.
Her mother was ******,
sending Ash to Christian Conversion Therapy.
Where she will realize & see that God had truly made her a boy,
& that he has made no mistakes.
Ash soon became depressed,
her parents caged her from being around friends,
including all electronics.
Locking her away from the world,
denying her right to be forever happy.
The parents buried Ash as a boy,
their little girl.
Engraving her birth name,
Joshua Jeremy Alcorn.
It was the ultimate disrespect this world has ever seen,
it has a lotta people.
Including the LGBTQ Community in hysterics,
even Kim Kardashian & Lavern ***
have stated their claims upon
the matter at hand as well.
DJ Mar 2020
Rosalie Avila,
she was only 13.
Happy as can be,
smiling like the brightest sun.
Loving life,
while spreading the joy around.
Until that day at school,
classmates started teasing her,
while calling Rosalie
such horrific names.
She started cutting,
numbing every emotion
that came her way.
Taunting Rosalie,
always sat alone in the lunchroom.
Their words were tearing her apart,
ripping away her self esteem.
She had enough,
going home,
heading towards her room,
closing the door.
Her mom came walking inside,
gasping in horror,
seeing her baby girl
hanging from the ceiling.
Quickly taken to the emergency room, where she was later put off life support…
Still the bullying keeps coming up,
teens are now trolling,
even bashing the parents.
Mocking,
judging,
discriminating,
hating,
smacking.
Rosalie's parents are still grieving and mourning,
while wishing upon a shooting star
that their daughter was
never put through all that crap.
(If you or anyone you know is feeling suicidal, you can call the National Suicide Prevention Hotline 24 hours a day at 1-800-273-8255; or contact Crisis Text Line, a confidential service for those wanting to text with a crisis counselor, by texting HOME to 741741).
DJ Mar 2020
Hands up don't shoot,
I did nothing!
In the eyes of the law,
they don't see that.
All they see is a enemy,
a different color complexion,
someone who's below them,
an innocent life that deserves to die.
You see it everyday,
all over social media,
including the news.
"A teen was just shot dead by police."
"A father was shot down for grabbing a bottle of water."
"Two teenage boys were killed just for having the music blaring loud and proud."
Its happening all throughout
this entire nation,
even in different countries.
Police brutality is at its highest,
someone's gotta step up to the plate.
Raise your voice,
let it ROAR like the lions!
Let's end this once and for all,
so that no one has to be afraid
to be who they are.
DJ Mar 2020
Always walks to school without the lunch she packed,
this little girl is holding back,
bruises and scars her parents brought.
Teachers wonder why,
but never even ask.
At the end of the day,
she heads back home.
Broken and alone,
afraid of what's gonna happen
after she walks through those doors.
Tears streaming down,
all she wants is to be loved.
About a little girl trying too hide everything from the world, even when she's being abused at home...

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