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An 11 year old girl killed herself over trepidation towards ICE
That is a literal child's life
But she didn't give them money so they didn't really mind
If we are all so woke, why is the whole world blind?
And yes I say “We” because what monster could hear that and not want to fight?
Jocelynn Rojo Carranza would rather die than deal with ICE
But that doesn't matter because she wasn't the same shade as a grain of rice
Politicians seriously have the same brain as a single lice
“Im one person, my opinion won't change anything” we still have our voice
For once in our life we have a choice
A chance
An opportunity
Show Him and his goons that they don't have immunity
He sends “home-Growns” out, does that sound like unity?
We shouldn't be happy.
Feel anger, sadness, fear, depression, pain, anxiety, and feel one thing above all; Determination
They treat american citizens like we are part of an invasion
We should never choose destruction over creation
We are the last hope for this faulty nation
And for now, we still have rights
So when we say this, we don't say it light
We need to unite, and we need to fight
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I try day in and day out to escape this hell
Im living a life not mine and nothing you can do can help
You can say “I feel for you, I can only imagine what you're going through,” and well…
Every time I hear that I feel more enclosed in this cell.
Do you know what it's like to feel like a turtle in someone else's shell?
There's no word to describe the things I've felt.
I hurt and the cause is my own fist giving me welts.
How do I save myself from myself?
That's a rhetorical, nothing can; not even wealth
You say things are jokes as they are ripping my skin off my scalp and going straight at my mental health.
I don't want seen, I just want to be able to get by with stealth
But im seen
God cant you just go away with that snarky tone
You look down on me like a king on a throne
After the things that I've shown
Id think you'd have known
That the skins covering my body doesn't even belong on my bones.
Its like im taking skin from the bank and calling it a lone
No matter what i tell myself ill always feel like a drone
Im wires and components put together to create something you can see as your own.
The only person i can relate to is Sisyphus pushing the stone
I hear these people telling me I've grown
But I still see myself as the scared lost boy who couldn't feel comfort in their own home.
There's no escape of this hell, no savior for this earth, no sisyphus for this stone, no hair for this comb, No garden for this gnome, no parts for this drone, no king for this throne.
I am
Alone.
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SET HUT!
One, Two, Three
March!
One, Two, Three
March!
One, Two, Three
March!
One, Two, Three
March!
‘Tention!
March!
Left, left, left right left
March!
Left, left, left right left
March!
Left, left, left right left
March!
Left, left, left right left
March!
Look to your left and what do ya see?
I see a dead man looking at me
March!
Look to your right and what do ya see?
I see a mother begging on her knees
March!
Look down the sights and what do ya see?
I see a child running away from me
March!
Look at the sky and what do ya see?
I see a sky full of souls that we have reaped
March!
Look at the ground and what do ya see?
I see a ground full of dead families
March!
At Ease!
March!
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So I yelled.
I yelled and I screamed and I cussed
I snapped like a twig
Broke like a record
Exploded like dynamite
I failed at the one thing that I thought I was a pro at
Staying calm
I failed everyone around me
Why did I do it?
Why did I do it?
I can't answer that question
I don't know if I hate myself, or if I hate that I can't control myself
Maybe both?
The anger I felt; felt so strange
It was worse than any normal pain
I’d understand if you all said I was insane
I can't tell if these are tears or if it's just the rain
Am I stupid, or do I just lack a brain
Because every time I see her hurt all the emotions hit me at least a thousand times harder than a train
I'm sorry I did it, I don't know why
My goal was never to make anyone cry
Maybe the world would be better if I were to die
I don't mean that but maybe I could try
I won't actually do it, my biggest fear is saying goodbye
But if I were to say I haven't thought about it, that would be a lie
Because truthfully my life might die if I try to lie, I've seen all the signs
I try to break through this vault, but I can't no matter how much I pry and pry and pry, and I keep prying and it doesn't budge, until that day
For once in my life I don't know the right thing to say
I know actions have consequences, and I deserve to pay
My life is a game, that no one else would ever want to play
I truly am sorry, I didn't mean to betray
I'm a reject, I deserve to be sent away
But I ask one big favor, please let me stay
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Women
Against
Rapists
Worried
About
Religion
Wannabe
Angry
Realists
Wasteful
American
Resources
War
Against
Righteousness
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Let me tell you the step by step process to creating the Great United States Of America.
Step One: Find a large territory to form the country.
Step two: Kick whoever is on the territory out by any means necessary.
Step three: Name the territory. I’d say America is a good name.
Step Four: Claim you were the first to find the territory.
Step Five: Write a set of rules.
Step Six: Write a set of laws.
Step Seven: Elect a president
Step Eight: ignore the rules
Step Nine: Do completely unethical things to the people of your country.
Step 10: Maybe it's time to retry.
Step 11: Actually we are too far in to retry, Welcome to the GREAT united states of America where we wear pointy hats and share beds with rats!
We see white vs black and streets full of crack
We can't tell the difference between fiction and fact
or a verbal attack
Or if moralities back
Open your eyes
Fatalities stack
Rationality lacks
Personalities crack
We’re all gonna die
Don't complain, you never tried to fight for the right to fight for your rights
Use your brain, why won't you try to fight for their rights
Try. to fight. for their rights.
If your daughter were the one slitting her throat in front of your eyes you just might.
If your mother were being beaten because she was white you'd fight.
If you heard your little brother begging for his life as he's running from the light, hell would freeze over and the day would turn to night
But since you were told who to like, that makes you fine with who does and doesn't die.
I just can't understand how this is worth a vote
Were watching babies die and bodies sent away in totes
We believe in the lies and the men who provoke
We start to use AI and claim we are well spoke
I see teachers telling us to use it for our notes
Stop,
Thats Plagiarism
But dont worry theres problems other than you
The whole world fits a shoe
Yea this country really is a joke
And its ran by jokes too
Our president claimed an MRI was to check for the flu
Our secretary of health thinks ibuprofen causes autism too
We claimed we helped after taking away millions of people's ability to access food
We attack people if they have a different point of view
We make fun of the way people chew and activities they do
We as a country will lose hope if we don't find color in the common view
So now this comes down to you
And remember, not everything you hear is true
So make your own decisions not what he tells you to do
And if there's any hope, it's in the youth
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Grace.
I'm tired of not knowing how to show you my love.
Without you in my life id be a spirit flying up above
Me and you, we are one, like a hand in a glove
You're so elegant and pretty and you smell great, if you were a bird, you'd be a dove.
And I'd be the water you clean yourself in, the food you eat, the water you drink, the books you read, the blood you bleed grace I don't know how to explain this, but I love you more than enough.
You truly are the perfect date
The beautiful scent that trails behind you as i struggle to keep up when we skate
The smile your face holds is heavier than any weight
I deserve so much worse, but i've accepted you are my fate
You are so perfect, but all you see are your flaws, that is the one thing I hate
You are flawless, I mean that grace
There aren't enough words to help you understand that you are so much more than great.
You are astonishing, awe-inspiring, breathtaking, extraordinary, incredible, marvelous, prodigious, and most importantly you are grace
After this many years; I’ve realized, your my soulmate
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Grand
Outer
Determination
Greatness
Over
Destruction
Good
Or
Demonic
Gore
On
Demand
Goofs
On
Drugs
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Sacrificial
Actors
Trying
Anything
Negatively
Scientists
Attacking
The
Abnormal
Nations
Souless
Anger
Thrown
At
Novelists
Sadistic
Animosity
Treated
As
Normality
Swatting
At
The
Accessable
Names
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We as humans have not a single ounce of morality
We watch babies die and women cry and say it's just another fatality
We sit and lie about our lives and say we have hospitality
We say goodbye to the good times so we can choose neutrality
We try and hide we wont abide out of fear of liberality
We sigh, I sigh, I said we sigh because of your mentality
We might misguide and try to lie but see hatred as sensuality
We define the human mind as something of immortality
We might provide the wrong side the sources for sociality
But don't confide or hide your rights you will always have orality
The worlds combined bring hell alive do you see the criticality?
Stop choosing side like you were assigned that leads to social duality
The left and right will always fight which will always create depravity
We must unite just for the night so we can feel the congeniality
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