A Safe World

 to change the world, would be to rearrange the world. to not only change the minds and the way we think but to change the culture and the way we act. i dream, i fantasize about a world where i am not torn down because of who i am the cothes i wear and the weight i have on my body. people just love me for me. the sad part is i am not the only one... and thats a fact. i sit in the lunchroom and i walk the halls, i hear all these sad stories and see all these devestated faces, but nothing ever changes. everyonce in a while you see a small gouop "stop bullying or stop the haye" but theyre drounded out with the lastes party or the lastest hookup. but that is the way we think, and that is the way we are. my dream is to be able to wake up every moring and be able to love myself, to be able to put on any outfit in my closet without feeling a doubt. to be able to walk the halls in confidence and not with my head down, to not feel judged over every move i make. my dream is a world that is nice. that makes everyone feel loved. a world that is safe.