Utter Hatred

I hate any inside joke that was shared
Any humor that we found mutual enjoyment of
I hate knowing that you used to be the person I would first go to with a new joke
I hate that you didn't appreciate it enough

I hate any crevice of me that I let you see
Whether it was physical or emotional, I regret the action all the same
I hate believing that you thought I was beautiful and that you loved me
I hate that you never appreciated me enough

I hate that you used to claim not imaging your life without me
And now, less than a year later, you are in love with another girl
I hate realizing that you will use her in the same ways you used me
I hate that you'll never appreciate her enough

This "Self-Defence" Shouldn't Be Justified

Another shooting

Another "accident"

How many members of our youth are going to be murdered before something is done about our legal system?

Since when are police officers allowed to murder children on the basis of race?

"He, uh, looked at me, so i naturally, needed to shoot him. It was self defence"

Explain to me how shooting a child seventeen times is still "self defence"

Our legal system is racist

And our youth lives in fear

Cannot go to a convenience store without the terror of losing your life

Please, please

They don't mean any harm

They have friends and family too

And some just want to get an Arizona sweet tea or a sandwich

Without being shot by some racist, white, bastard

And maybe this poem doesn't express how angry I truly am

But I'm pissed

There is no reason why America's black youth should have to be afraid to go to a fucking convenience store

White children aren't

Then again, white men are the bringer of evil

Introduction

Hey, I'm Sarah.

And this is just a dumb blog for me to spill out some lame poetry, I guess.

Enjoy.