Poems from xerash
She dances alongside the snow
The snow glimmering like fine glitter
On this unusual winter night
She laughs like a chorus of fairy bells...
Since i was little i was labeled as a failure
The only person who didnt see me that way is gone
All the adults decided that i don't get...
If you ask me how i feel
I wont answer honestly
I'll smile politely and say
I'm fine thank you and you?
I won't tell you that i don't know...
When did America decide outsiders were bad? They themselves were once outsiders. Maybe that is why. They think we are like them. In reality...