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Sitting in the dark, dark corner of my room.
I am alone, crying my silent tears of sadness and loneliness.
When could I be whole again and smile brightly like the rays of morning sunshine?
I want to roar like the wind, loud and free!
Emotions trapped within me, I must let them out before I burst to orange flames.
Roar like the wind, so the world could see my existence.
I am worthy to be happy!
By Jazzmin S. Lu
A tender and lightly stroke of the paintbrush; I paint my world with hues of blue and white.
It resembles the blue skies, that I desire to see every morning that graces me with hope and positivity.
Another heavy blotch of paint; I paint my world with hues of yellow and orange.
It resembles the sunrise and sunset that splashes over the great horizon.
I paint my world as I wish it to be.
Inside my brain, I keep my palette of paints sacred from all.
I am my own painter and creator of my own destiny.
By Jazzmin S. Lu
Round and round, a spinning whirlwind in my head.
I ask myself time and time again, why do I torment myself?
I am only human, with emotions and bare bones.
Why do I trap myself in a cage?
I must learn to let go of people, places and things that no longer bring me blissful happiness.
It seems it is all within my listless mind.
I am just a vessel that embodies an undying soul that yearns for more meaning on this earth.
I am only human with unlimited wants and desires, but I must let go before it consumes my soul.
“Let go” is my daily incantation to survive this chaotic world.
By Jazzmin S. Lu
I dream of a world, that one day I could walk freely without fear.
I dream of a world, that one day where I am accepted for who I am truly inside. I don’t need society to determine my life journey to happiness.
I dream of a world, that one day there is true human kindness without hatred but love that manifest itself.
I dream of a world, that one day, all humans could be set free of all worldly pain and suffering.
I dream of a world…could this be surreal or reality?
