Posts
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Chained
I am forever chained to technology.
Everyday I put on technology that will allow me to hear “normally.”
I will always have to put something in my ear to hear at human standards.
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I Wonder
I wonder every day:
Do you like me?
You look at me sometimes.
I wonder what it could mean.
I wonder if I feel to you what you feel to me.
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Crying
Crying.
It’s something that all of us have done
At some point or another.
Yet it is a sign of weakness!?
And I say that is false.
FALSE
I say that it should be a sign of strength.
So
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A Call To Action
We are a group of people mostly under the age of 18 that according to the government might as well not exist.
We are underestimated by grown-ups
Because we have not been through all of school.
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Shrouding My Differences
Almost every day I wear a hoodie.
To hide a part of me that I can’t escape.
It shrouds my difference from the world.
So that I can seem normal.
So I can fit in.
So that nobody can pick on me about it.
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Daily chaos
Every day at school is chaos.
The noise
The people
All the people
Sometimes I want to hide in a corner
To get away.
To recenter myself.
So that I don’t break down.
Loves
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Longing to Be Younger
Catching fireflies
In my palms
Catching snowflakes
On my tongue
Throwing wishes
To the sky
On the wings
Of dandelions
Dreaming
With my head
In the clouds
Begging to stay
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School
For 12 years of our lives, we are put in this place.
This place is where our energy slowly drains from our bodies.
The work that we do slowly gets harder and harder
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I hate fakers
I hate fakers
Everyone always thinks they're better than everyone else.
Some think they have it worse than others.
Some could care less if you do have it worse than them.
Some think that some people don't have feelings.
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How they care
We're eating lunch
and someone says your name
and he asks
how is she anyway?
There's an orchestra in my heart
that's playing just for you
and playing happy now
because they care.
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Dream of Me?
I dream about you still,
do you dream of me?It is no grand affair, these dreams
not of your smile, your hands, your kindnessyour cruelty
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False Superman
We built a superman.
In our heads, we built a superman.
Clipped by a speeding bullet,
So that false blood, stolen blood, blood that was here first