Wonder-heart

Let your daughter be a pirate if she asks for a wooden sword help her build her ship from empty boxes and sail the vast backyard because a box doesn’t only have to store dead dreams and she is so much more than just a vessel. Let your daughter be Robin Hood, if she wants to be an anarchist, a hero, a rebel, a rogue, give her bows, and arrows, and arrogance, let her fight for the plight of poorer folk because Robin isn’t just a boy’s name. Let your daughter be a princess locked in a tower so high let her be her own prince, don’t tell her to wait for a hundred years, let her swing from her own hair and grasp her own fre

have parents that separate when you’re in high school; a father filled with unused anger and a mother too busy to care. pretend it doesn’t hurt. let your friends treat you      like dirt;      after all, everything is your fault. listen to their problems with a fake smile all the while crying out because everything hurts and no one can see. press a knife to your skin, but be too cowardly to draw your own blood. fall in love with people who could never notice you, because you’re                just. not. good.                enough. chew on the multicolored strands of your hair.      (you can’t stop runni

When I was young, I believed in fairy tales. I believed that if your heart willed it, That love could overcome anything. That one day, two lovers could always be together. But those were simple lies I think... After all, how does one reach across a window; Reach across a screen... To hold someone on the other side, Before they slip through your fingers. Like a lonely dance between air and water, I can only stand on the surface of the lake, And see her smiling on the other side. ... Sometimes, I would draw pictures on the surface; These thin useless arms of mine scrawling tiny doodles, And she would smile and reply to each one: Includin

I always wanted to be that girl. Pretty, clever, friendly. Everywhere she goes, she has a big smile. Everyone loves her. Clear white skin. Sporty, long blonde curls, And flawless blue eyes. She's a princess. Confident, loves her true love. Everything is easy for her. And I remember when I was young, With darkening hair, Tripping on the stair, I can remember dressing in pink, Trying to please everyone. Because I needed to be that girl. The devil refused my soul. I would cry at night and say, 'Princess, princess, deep inside.' 'Come to me on a turning tide,' 'And let me be you.' Wasted days trying to be that cool kid. Chase

I wish I was a monster So I could be kind And break the stereotypes. I wish I was colored So I could respect people And break the stereotypes. I wish I was a man So I could be kind to women And break the stereotypes. I wish I had male friends So we could all be.. Just friends And break the stereotypes. I wish I had autism So I could prove that autism, Does NOT mean "dumb". And I could break the stereotypes. I wish I could change the world. But sometimes, you can't break a stereotype. Only stereotypes, can break you.

 Yes, I am a teenage girl No, I don't squeal over One Direction No, I don't wear mini skirts No, I don't curl my hair everyday No, I don't need my phone 24/7 Yes, I am a teenage girl Yes, I prefer Edward Scissorhands over Edward Cullen Yes, I like violent video games Yes, I like action movies Yes, I listen to Rock Yes, I am a teenage girl No, I don't draw hearts all over my homework No, I don't spend 20 minutes trying to make myself resemble a porcelain doll No, I'm not afraid to cry No, I don't party every weekend Yes, I am a teenage girl Yes, I hate reality shows Yes, my hair is short and messy Yes, I'd rather walk in the woods Yes, I a