Deep Hearts

Deep Hearts
They hold more
And feel more
But mine also gives more

My passion is my strength
Don't tell me to lose it
It's the captain that drives
My deep heart

And in my deep heart
I hold many emotions
It pulls me in to your kindness
But pushes me away when I'm hurt

I was not born to be still
And lead a quiet, mediocre life
This deep heart can only keep pumping
When it gives and leads and creates

You say I'm too sensitive
They say I'm too intense
But I say this is how my blood flows
Its where I get my oxygen

Mirror Mirror On the Wall

Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Why can't I see
What everyone else sees?

Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Is it true
That what I see is distorted?

Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Am I as ugly as what I see?
Or as beautiful as what they say?

Mirror, mirror
On the wall
I feel obese, I see the fat
They say I'm not. Who's right?

The Murder of a Sunny Little Girl

I was a little girl, carefree
Running free outdoors
Laughing, giggling, playing
Big bows slipping out of tight curls

I would climb trees and jump down
Play ball and chase all the boys
Collect bugs and build forts
I was full of joy, there was no reason not to be

But that happiness was shortlived
It wasn't meant to last, I suppose
And then my childhood was stolen from me
Stabbed in the heart, strangled at the neck

The sunny days turned grey and bleak
Skipping and hopping slowed down to trudging steps
What were once eyes lit up with laughter
Now stared blankly ahead lifelessly

I no longer went outdoors to play
I was not happy and full of joy
Instead I stayed home, slept too much
Became withdrawn and sad

He stole my childhood
He murdered the deepest part of my soul
Those years I can never get back
That life I can never relive

But maybe, just maybe, I can live the rest of my life with renewed joy. 

It's not over and that little girl is screaming to live again.

Independence for All

To be free
To choose
To be free
To speak

That is independence.

To live
In happiness
To live
In peace

That is independence.

To speak
Without fear
To speak
Without whispers

That is independence.

But I cannot live
Until all our shackles are removed.

If one survivor is living in fear

None of us are free.

So let us not celebrate freedom
Let us not embrace independence.

Rather, let us work and create goals

Towards freeing our chained brothers and sisters.