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  1. soapbox

    you raised us saying we could be whatever we wanted to be. how about dreamer? leader? you raised us saying you would support us in everything. what about in speaking up? in making history? you raised us saying this is the land of the brave, and yet you reject us when we become the brave. you raised us saying we could change the world, and guess what? it's time. we're angry, we're scared, and we've got a goddamn good reason to want change. so step aside and realize that some things are more important than your fragile comfort. some things are more important than that AR-15 you have locked up in a safe. are you really too blinded by the bright lights surrounding you, or can you simply not see beyond your own bigoted, privileged, selfish nature? go on, tell these “immature” youth to shut up. go on, crush their free speech while you whine about yours. and you know how they'll respond? do you have any idea? keep on dancing in your carefree idiocy. keep on clinging to ugly shreds of past, keep on letting tragedies slip away without more than your hollow ‘thoughts and prayers,’ while we fight tooth and nail for the pursuit of goddamn happiness.
  2. Anyone You Ever Loved

    When you get home to the promise land send me a postcard from the graveyard where you buried that friendship bracelet of ours back when we were in grade school. Back when we were so happy that you didn't think you had to write journals to keep your head from eating your heart.
  3. E X H I B I T I O N

    I’m tired of waking up against the wall feeling like another piece of your gallery. My bruised canvas isn’t fading and these nails holding me down are stuck in paint. I keep hoping this exhibition ends and I go with it. I want someone to pick me up and paint their self portrait on my landscape. To wash their paintbrushes between every stroke and thin out my fields. Build a city atop my skin with more than a bent wrist. Make me the mural above your bed and the thoughts in your heart. Recreate me in your image and pretend it was my idea. Love me like the Shelves fell off in Your room but you still Want to find a place for me
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