she is not the one
who will decide what she says
when he asks her
how her day was.
society is.
if you had a bad day, do not tell anyone
they said.
if you are sad, don't let anyone know
they said.
but if we take a second
and look at our world,
is it really as free as we make it out to be?
is there truly such a thing as freedom of speech,
when we are too scared
to tell anyone how we feel?
the sun and the moon will never change,
but our society can
just like the wind.
the way we think
may change,
but our ability
to speak up
will not.
the boy who knows all of the answers,
but never raises his hand
has the ability
to speak.
but the thought of being wrong
or being judged
scares him
the flowers will die,
along with our confidence.
though the sun and moon will never change,
our hearts will.
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