TheSilentPoet

A rainbow flag
flies above,
its colors catching
on the sun.
BLM signs
in the windows,
telling the hate:
Time to go. 
Listen up.
We are Generation Z.
You can be you,
and I can be me.
The sun will shine,

Story style from Erin Hunter's 'Warriors'

Creekkit bounded into the Elder’s Den, a mouse in her mouth, “Cloudclaw, can you tell me a story that no one has ever heard before? Pleeeeez?” 

Once Upon A Time.
Faries
And
Knights,
Goblins
And
Dragons,
They ruled the world.
Then it was horror,
And
Edgar Allen Poe.
Don't forget
Science-Fiction,
And
Sherlock Holmes.
Through countless years,

I can hear whispers
floating on the wind,
breaking every little rule,
letting every thought in.
What was supposed to be a secret,
now everyone can hear.
Don't worry,
I won't tell anyone.
They already know though.

10 minutes till Midnight,
And I'm still awake.
My mind is spinning,
I need a break. 
Writing,
Singing,
Roleplaying,
Reading,
Anything.
I'm not tired,
In fact, 
I'm quite awake.
Goodnight,

I miss the little things,
I know I can't get them back.
I miss knowing every answer,
I guess I'm old now.
I miss my friends,
I know there will be no 'See you tomorrow!'
But it hurts anyway.
I know these things will come back.