High School Days Of Haze

High school days of haze

Awakened in a twilight zone
Of a mindset of self-doubt
And indulgence.
Where each day fathoms
a pretentious existence
Of what is real doesn't matter
And what matter isn't real

High school days of haze

Strapped in a wrist
Is scared secrecy
Of a friendship bracelet
Plastered in the mimicry
Of Smiley faces
That will cut you,
In words and rumors

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poem by Gebrela Ganao
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Hear Me Roar

I am a women hear me roar
I don't fret nor make excuses
for my past
I wear my struggles under the bags of my eyes
triumph hangs over my neck like a scarf

I am a women hear me roar

I will not fidget nor give up my seat as Rosa Parks
I am hear to stay, get on board or get out
I will not be threatened of your words or say
for the strength I posses
comes from the core of humanity

I am a women hear me roar

I bear my sweat and strain from bleeding
as I carry a jewel protected in my womb
from the size of a pea to inflated balloon
a belly stretches to accommodate you

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poem by Gebrela Ganao
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