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  12h Thirty Nine
Liana
Language was created
So we could better understand eachother

And 5,500 years later
thats what we're still trying to do
And I think it's wonderful
Society sees us as black and white,
Good or bad,
Wrong or right,
Even their shades of gray are seen as improper and strange and not right.

But I am not black or white and
I am not those shades of gray,
I am bent light.

I strive when it's rainy and shine high and bright
I am the small ray of rainbow light,
A ROYGBIV full of life.

Even if they say I'm too blinding,
I'll keep on shining and I won't conform.
I’ll blind them with my radiating pride.
I won't let the world see me in black and white.
I LOVE BEING NONBINARY RAHHHH
I think I just threw up lunch
I can still feel the saltiness in my mouth
I was not too fond of lunch
I am not looking forward to Dinner
I am not looking forward to Dessert
I think I'll starve for now
I don't feel my appetite coming back any time soon
I think I'll just set up the plates
So that when I'm ready for Dinner
Or ready to skip to Dessert
I will be ready
(Inspired by the song 'Dinner is not Over' By Jack Staurber)
I want to shut up right now
I want to be silent
To see how long it will take for someone to need to hear my voice
Silence
Silence
Silence
And nobody cared
Nobody noticed
Nobody even asked
Silence
Silence
Silence
But the silence
Is peaceful now
And I don't think I want to open my mouth again
Silence
Silence
Silence
The words that used to come out of my mouth were full of crap
just utter trash
So I think I'll stay like this
"If you talk a lot, you are sure to sin. If you are wise, you will keep quiet."
Silence
Silence
Silence
The silence is so loud
Was I that loud before?
Now the waves of silence come crashing over me
Silence
Silence
Silence
(Something i wrote in the middle of class)
Sun
But you want to be my sun
You want me to revolve around you
Again and again
And you want me to need you
You want to be my sun
You want me to face you all the time
Again and again
You want to be my sun
But just like the sun
You burn me
Again and again
(First poem)

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