Dear Mr President, 

Why must women be placed on a pedistool for you to notice that we are people too. 

Why must lingerie and nude models please you rather than your promise to make America great again. 

Dear Mr. President, 

Why must we pay you to go on golf trips to other islands when here we battle every day to earn that money. Where rent is hard to make month to month, we are here giving you money to run away from the brothel you made of a white house. The money you take from us, could have been used to solve the hunger I feel deep beneath my belly. 

Dear Mr. President, 

Dont grab her by the pussy, grab the poverty and hunger your American people face and end it. Take or fight by the horns and bury it beneath the soil, so then it would be forgotten. 

Dear Mr. President, 

Why are you so fixated on building a wall, when our children are drying in the worst way possible, at the one place that was promised would be safe for all. How many innocent children have to die for you to notice we need change. Do I need to die for you to make change? 

Dear Mr President, 

Why must we have a wall in the first place? Is it because you hate seeing the in laws for chirstmas? Just deport them then no problem? 

You are the hammer that breaks families apart in the first place. Traumatized children who lost thier mom or dad to deportation can thank you because you made Ameica "Great," again. 

Sincerely, Your American girl.