Please hide behind your Little sweater Laugh. Don’t cry he’ll like you better Find your place and don’t  budge Be yourself But don’t be like them   I call myself the Little feather Colorful but never better   I try to write my stories I have a complicated life but That doesn’t make me special.

I am not made of your words and price tags I am made of a voice inside my head that whispers every day in my ear that it’s all going to be Ok I am not made of my clothes or family I am not my grades or friends I’m made of me and myself…

You said don’t act like a baby But you never let me grow up You said I couldn’t be your savior But you never let me just sit there You never let me do anything But you expected everything I wanted to help I wanted to save the world I wanted to write all my…

  All that we have is Because of you   Created throughout a string of days, and now Designated to follow your rules   Even though we all battle through our beliefs Fighting isn’t the road to peace, no matter how close it seems   Girls and Boys were born at your fingertips Heaven seems…

If I was a broken clock. Would you throw screwdrivers and bolts into my Toolshed   And for everyday I thought it could go away Would you cast a thousand hugs across my arms And spill words from your mouth into my brain   Until it all turns to rainbows You thought would come after…

I am from a tall yellow house, scattered with long windows to let the light in From bright summer days by the pool, and otter pops I am from the steam slowly rising above a rice cooker (white, but transparent as it curls through the air) I am from the tanbark in my shoes, And…

Every petal Plucked Floated onto the Iridescent patchy grass field As green as her handkerchief Dusted and worn Because her tears fell like raindrops in winter Flood Storms Through the hallways, everyday as she walks through the beige and empty Hiding her hurt And memories  

It started with a story Scribbled onto scattered pages   It started with a single tear Tumbling Down   It started with him. So it had to end with him   But the people surrounding her Lifted her up into the sky And so she could fly Up And up She wore a smile, attached…

The most significant moment So far, for me Is Safeway man On a day when my religion reflects on the past year, and we try to fix ourselves up Change, and make goals The jewish new year I pass him every time i leave And you do too, Safeway man Homeless, Stuck to these streets…

Cause shadows never found enough light Through her perfect little mirror She saw everything two sided Words or pictures? Pretty dear because you could tell her a million times but she could never see it in the mirror

at first i thought that i was perfect And i’d never need to change my uniqueness that basically makes me the person i thought i’d always be and then i met her, cute funny popular then i met him, athletic and her, beautiful then him, hilarious and inspiring and she is so brilliant all these people,…

Their words They feel like gunshots on my weak spots Like chains Locking me away From that little part of me, that just wants to be free Sometimes I just want to scream their words are like bombs on our cities Their tongues like knives, stabbing into our souls Each And every word Takes a…