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Life

Permission to Breathe

For the girl who is miserable:

No. You are not the only one.

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For the boy who is angry:

No. You are not broken.

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For the human that tries so hard to be a version of perfect that doesn’t exist:

I see you.

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And now that we all know where we stand…

it’s time for us to take one more step.

And breathe.

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Poetry

Gentle

I try to be gentle with the girl inside me.

She is imperfect.

She hurts, and she hurts others

as she tries her best to be.

She thinks and she thinks,

and she doesn’t think enough

until something in the air breaks

and tells her,

‘Hush. Be kind to the one that matters most in your world.’

And so I try to listen to the air as it crackles.

And so I surrender

as I wait for my sunflower to bloom.

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Life

Who Am I

In the books.

In the sky.

In the wind, in the trees.

In the music.

I look, and I listen

and I ask:

Who am I?

And am I a big kid yet?

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