Change

We are all broken. 

The little boys say their silly words, and they don't see the effect it has on the girls.

"She's ugly" 

"She's fat"

Well her parents are wondering: why won't she eat? Why does she take her mothers makeup?

We are all broken. 

Every one hides in different ways. 

Boys act out because they are told they cannot cry. 

Girls cry silently because they are told they cannot act out.

Our voices are hidden by stereotypes and outdated ideals of what we should and should not do.

We are all broken.

But we can be fixed. 

We can change our minds and let boys cry and let girls fight. 

We can love each other and fix each other and fix ourselves.

We can hold each others hands and pray for unity.

We can do so many things if we just loved and lived and believed. 

We are all broken. 

But we don't have to be.