My sister and I are adopted from an Asian country. We are not biological sisters but as close as biological sisters can be. Growing up, our long black hair and uniquely shaped eyes were the only things that set us apart from the typical American child. When other kids asked us about our different eyes, we didn’t understand at first. Why would we? We were just children. However, as I continued to grow, I came to understand adoption and met many people who thought “adoption” or “I’m adopted” is ta...

Running my fingersThrough the broken wallsThe broken windowsAndThe broken livesI look aroundThe worldWhichIs blurred and saltyButI manage to see Debris and a few facesfaces, only faces, mind youOf the terrified mothersAndTheir children, expressionlessOnly their eyesSeem to speakA language whereEvery saccadeEvery blinkEvery tearIs a synonym of help.The wails and cries of the mother,As she tries to free her childSeem to conveyThat her body baresThe pain of not oneBut of two mortal humansWho areGla...

Dear Antisocial Teenager,Dear Girl, who sits in the back of the class hoping to be invisible to the rest of the world.Dear Boy, who is trying his best to fit in, but is hiding who he really is within his body, within his mind.Dear Girl, whose family is worse than the constant torture at school from those girls who seem to have a difference of opinion.Dear Boy, who is sitting in his room letting tears fall down his cheeks, from constantly being shoved into lockers, constantly being picked on by o...

The devil plays with my mind Clarity is hard to find Sane or even insane In the end its all the sameSacred infinityKnown for divinityThe devil seduces my soulBlurring visions, his goal The demons light our fire Fill our eyes with desire Let the passion disperse Dont focus on reverseThe devil just betrays meMy sorrow breaking freeCan't go back anymoreCan't recall the beforeAccept the actions you madeConsequences don't fade-Alejandra, 17

She had the most luscious locksWhich she was always proud of.She had her hairlooked after by her motherwith sheer pridetill she became the bonny bride.Alas! The kingdom of my fantasies.My world, my dreams, my king who's most precious is his queen.But what was this fate...this ill destinywrapped in this painful ecstasy?His myriad emotions...The strangest mélange of feelings...Her wrists clenched by the fists of devil.Did she deserve to be beaten like a slave?Caged like the injured bird?Stoned b...

Let's be one!Let us make a world with no boundaries, no weapons.A world where only love overflows, peace is prioritised & contentment is appreciated.A world where humans are actually being humans and not more than that.A world where people are not judged by their cast, colour, religion but where people of different mindsets come, accept & respect each other with their differences in thoughts.A world where children are taught more about the power & contentment one gets through peace,...

need I remind youthat my heart is still beatingthat my brain is still workingthat I am very much livingbecause last time I checkedI'm not an empty body for you to play withnor a doll to abuse without consequencebut I am a girlraised in place where I mustn't dare speak upfor all the "me too's" in the world are countered by"whores!" and "slut!"I suppose speaking means that there's something wrong in our makeupsome wiring malfunction in our machinerybut tell meif you need to hold down your loverand...

Be happy.Be happy.Be happy.This sentence is not only repeated day after day by the voices in our head but also by the people around us. Happy.What is happy? Are we even happy?People put so much faith into that little word and use it with so much enthusiasm, yet do they know what it really means? Do they have the slightest idea? Maybe, I don't know. What I do know, is what happiness means to me. Happiness is the feeling you get when you look at the horizon of the sea or into the depth of the gala...