When you are fifty feet deep in a hole that never recedes

And you know your not alone because your friend hugs your knees

You still feel cold and alone and sad

Because you know there is no staying forever

Even if it's your mother or your dad

Friendship is temporary

But love is a permanent thing

You will feel your heart explode

When she gets a boyfriend and then a new ring

You will feel left behind in the dust

Unsure if you can or if you must

Will any one care

If you die over here or even over there?

You grab the knife

Feel the sharp tip

Think of all the hard times throughout your short life

You bring it to your shaking wrist

Breathing heavily and hard

You puncure the skin

Feel the pain travel through your arm

You remember the times

When you sat in that hole

Fifty feet deep

There was really no where to go

At least you had her

Sharing all the good memories

You talked for hours

About all the dead flowers

She will miss you

No matter how far away you may be

She loved you

And love

Is an infinite

Throughout all eternity

Equality,

Why is it not a universal language?

Why not an unspoken token of love

Given to and by all?

Why is it not felt by everybody?

Why can't it be a way of living?

Passed down by generations for a new begining?

It's waiting to happen,

It's just not here yet,

So sad that today,

It is an abused concept.

Together we can win the day.

If everyone can just keep pace

Together, we can have an equal say.

Together,

As the human race.

There is no failing

If you fall you get back up

You can't fail until you give up

Never give up

Give it all you have got

Because you have a great shot

I walk along into the dark of night

Remembering when the day showed light

But now it's gone,

The darkness is here

This might have been just what I feared

The humans here, destroying all

And everything else begins to fall

New to old

Old to new

The world wants new

The latest and greatest

Smaller and slimmer

We compete to be the best

The next big thing

When the best new thing is old

Old books and notes

Hiding secrets we want to know

All we have to do is open a book

Maybe an old one

Sit and read

Sorry, there is no touch screen

I do un holy things

But don't you dare call me a sinner

I'm one who loves

But don't you ever call me a lover

I'm one who takes

But don't you ever say I steal

I'm one who lies

But don't you ever call me a liar

I'm not skinny

But don't you ever call me fat

I don't have a Barbie doll complexion

But don't you call me ugly

I'm don't ace all my tests

But don't you think for a second I'm stupid

I can be mean

But you dare not say I'm a bully

I am who I say I am

You cannot label me

And you cannot say I'm something I am not

I am who I say I am

I am not who you think I am

I am who I know I am

That's a fact

Always look for something new

A challenge

No matter if you win or lose

Learning

Growing

No matter the cost

Try new things

Don't be afraid to get lost

Make something

Something beautiful

Something creative

Something that's you

Don't be afraid of anything new

If you are learning

You never lose

Growing out of every corner

Every nook and cranny

It's there, just look

Hidden in plain sight because you don't care to notice it

Its beneath your feet

Above your head

You never care to give it a smile

Not even a look.

Even though it waves in the wind trying to catch your eye

You never care to take a moment off your work

Off your gadgets and gizmos

Take a minute and look

You'll be amazed at what has been hiding in plane sight

These animals, they know

They are here for a reason

We kick them and bite them

And kill them for some incomprehensible reason

They were put here by God

Or whatever did this all

They know more each day

We learn, we fall

We think we know some stuff about space

They've been there

Some live there

Some stay there on their vacay

We kill them, we fight them

For what reason? I don't care

We want some special piano?

Or maybe a beautiful brush to comb through our long, blond, stupid hair

We don't understand

They could fix all our problems

We just have to listen

Make and effort, that should be no problem

But we're greedy people

We won't stop at that

We want more and more

We need a special hand bag

So we find them

And fight them

And skin them too

We throw it on a conveyer belt

And soon it will get to you

We don't know their feelings

When we do these things

We should listen

And try

Just try coexisting!

Feel what it's like

If you can even comprehend

We need to have empathy

With all animals

Even a hen

Just remember,

They don't need us

We look in the mirror, at least ten times a day

We see if we have changed, in every which way

We hope we grew taller, or shorter, or smaller

We hope we got skinner, or tighter, or longer

We don’t want the truth, even if it’s great

We morph it around, like it's block of clay

We see what we want, making up our own lies

It's usually worse then it really, to subside our doubting eyes

She stands by the mirror, sucking the little she has in

Seeing what she would look like, if only she was thin

She does it as a game, seeing how should would look

Soon it’s her life. She throws up the salad in the public bathroom toilet. She tries to be this new kind of pretty.

These Barbie dolls, surgery, and magazines too, they changed the game, for young girls just like me and you

We try to be them, but we know it’s not true

It’s physically impossible. I couldn’t do it, could you?

You are your own pretty. No need to suck in. 

Don’t worry, you're not perfect. No one really is.We love you, your great. Don’t change a thing. Please be happy. Eat, cake isn't a sin.