A howl of warm air blows past me My feet immersing into the ground I am getting shorter by the year, I wanted to grow up and be a bioengineer My residents stay and leave as the space I provide is underachieved I cry for help to my only hope, to stop this sinister cloudContinue reading “Climate Change”
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Stereotypes
In a world of my own, my beliefs and my traits that are only portrayed by me am I right? Society sees it differently I don’t act like them and I am abolished to the realm of being part of a category. I am a freak I am a Nerd I am a Moari IContinue reading “Stereotypes”
A True Word 