Poems from gabbygabby
We all end up with ours head
between our knees because
the only place we'll every truly feel safe is curled
up inside skin we've been...
I am black. I am white.
Why does it matter?
All we do is fight.
All we do is chatter.
Why cant we accept were all different?
I am black....
Have you ever looked out your window, and wondered if there was someone out there for you? There probably is someone. Some people were...