Bad poetry. With drinking! Yay!

A poem exploring the option of running away from what hurts you.

A poem about how the general population can single a person out based simply on the person that they are. We may not have been that person in school, but we probably knew of that person in school, or at the very least, heard of that person.

Whatever called dangerous must be avoided, and if not, all measures must be done to ensure safety for all concern.

The dread of not accepting who you are.

A memory I will never forget.

Sometimes you just want something more for yourself.