Poems from B. A.
Stereotype me all you want.
You have no idea what my future holds.
I inspire to use the pain you've brought me,
to grow into someone better...
My generation is broken by the lack of respect.
And yet are told to respect our elders.
How am I to love someone if I am not loved back.
Is...
Some days I lack the love to show others,
Other days I lack the love to show myself.
I will always be there for you.
Because for some...
Holding my words above my head.
Words stemmed from rumors that bring out the worst.
I, the kindest soul...
have grown the meanest exterior...
What are the feelings that I hold for you?
A strange new vulnerability in my outtake for life.
Holding me to the weaskest point in my...