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On 2/21/2023 at 11:11 AM, TinyDinos said:

Boxes

Boxes.

Neat little places to fit your friends.

Tidy little nooks to fit yourself.

Some people think.

Some people act.

Some people hide.

Some fight back.

Oh, the many different ways to organize society!

Cliques on cliques,

And groups of kids,

Parenting styles too.

Nobody’s considered an individual

Until they’re just like you.

Isn’t that hilarious?

An oxymoron to live by.

We want everyone to “live their truth”,

But the part everyone forgets to say is:

“As long as your truth is the same as mine.”

Another word for a box is a cell.

But not the kind that multiplies,

We don’t want to build something new.

No, we want to divide and destroy.

A cold little place to keep their friends.

A lonely little place to hide yourself.


 

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Pancakes are mixed,

Culturally diverse.

Everybody wrapped in everybody

Till we’re all one big world.

Everyone loved,

Safe and secure.

Nobody worried about ‘gender roles’

Or color.

Whether or not they wear skirts

Or shorts.

Or the what their grandparents’ parents 

thought was fair. 

OUR WORLD, however

Is quite different you see.

We’ve been ironed ladies and gents!

Not a fluffy pancake!

But rather a crispy waffle.

Made from the same stuff, 

but used differently.

In a way that may or may not be better,

Depending on how you take a bite.

You see, waffles are sad

All of their boxes

Keeping us just out of reach 

Of the best times we never had

Never meeting

The other side

Of the crunchy walls of our box

Until we’re pulled apart

And reunited 

in the most unfortunate of situations.

The real question is where does it end?

When can we meet again?

Without the fighting and pulling,

But with ease and comfort?

Well here’s your blunt answer, 

Short but it ain’t sweet:

“Quit putting each other in boxes!”

Lots of boxes🎶, lovey little boxes, coloring the hillside🎵

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On 2/24/2023 at 4:53 PM, TinyTurtles said:

Thank you, and of course :)

I like poems and I like pancakes, it seemed like the best idea ever when I had it lol 😂

I’m glad the message bets across clearly though. Being a teenage, Latinx, female comes with lots of prejudice and discrimination just by my last name alone. I wanted to draw attention to the stereotypes everyone perpetuates and got a little excited when I got an idea for a poem haha. Thanks for suggesting writings because it’s super therapeutic for me and it’s helped me bond with my mom a bit more recently ❤️

I'm so glad to hear that 🙂

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On 2/24/2023 at 4:09 PM, Solo_una_hermosa_chica said:

( this is a poem i wrote about my ex-girlfriend)

It’s been a while 

it seems that we haven’ t talked in a long time 

days 

weeks

months

so, there you are

it’s almost as if we agree to be friends 

the loosely used term 

because why would we be friends? 

actually, friends are there for each other 

you’re never there 

but not in the way, i want you to be 

toxic, thats what we are 

too toxic to each other 

fire and gasoline when separated 

but together the fire we create burns so brilliantly…

we seems very lively 

don’t you love that? 

pain and anguish

it’s almost as if you dont want to be here anymore 

again? are you leaving again? 

expect this time, i found out before you could tell me 

it’s not that you would ever do it…

because why would you do it?

why would you tell me? 

why would you save me the pain? 

why did i hurt you first? 

is that your answer?

do you think you can give it back to me? 

and is it just because i hurt you first?

thats not…

hello? 

im sorry….

i shouldn’t have been so angry…

i should just have listened to 

the next time i listen 

please come back this time, because i will listen to you 

i’ll let you do your thing…

now its repeated 

the same cycle of torture 

toxic fumes that radiate with each other 

and instead of covering our noses, simply…

inhale 

we must be made for 

we must be 

Wow, that's really good. You've got a real talent for showing raw emotion and how confusing love can be with so many different emotions involved. Thank you for sharing

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