Unapologetic Histoires

This is just something I wrote quickly one afternoon off a prompt generator, I think it is kind of funny and I hope you do too :)

REWRITING SOON...

Can a girl who feels like a "zebra" in a world of people who fit in learn to love herself?

"...I pretend that I can read people's minds and feel sympathy for those who can only reach the surface level of my iceberg..." - 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛

They called her a monster before she ever lifted a hand. She tried to prove them wrong-sending food to starving villages, freeing prisoners, lowering taxes. But every act of mercy twisted into horror. Grain burned. Prisoners rotted. Coin rusted in the palm. The world itself seemed scripted to make her the villain. When the hero's party came to her gates, she begged them to see the truth. They only saw what the prophecy demanded: a dark queen with embers in her eyes. And deep in the palace's roots, she found the truth written in her own hand: this wasn't a mistake. It was a cycle. The world always needed a villain to burn it down when it rotted beyond repair. So she put on the crown. And this time, when they called her a monster- She smiled.

Social Injustice

A raw, open look into a reoccurring nightmare that I had during my childhood, and how it has changed and resurfaced as an adult.

for those who want what they can't have

Mara Bennett is tired of being told who to be. Tired of perfect sisters, perfect outfits, perfect expectations. She isn't the easy one, the favorite one, or the pretty one- and she's done pretending otherwise.

A collection of my raw thoughts and emotions. A diary that I want to share with someone who might need to know they aren't alone...and for me to connect with others. I hope you can read this and get a glimpse of me and somehow relate.

Milan Teal is a young determined woman who works hard to achieve each and every goal she has in mind. She always has her eyes on the prize and doesn't let anything distract her. What happens when Damiano is one of her patients that turns her life upside down?

A diary of poems ,that I have written, based on the experiences I have gone through day by day.

This book contains my random thoughts that I think when i am depressed or bored or self contemplating all my errors

"This is a place-a moment to pause, just for you. A chance for you to step out of your busy world and for a moment find again, the poetry of life, and hopefully it feels good, just like Looking For Stars".

dont really know if anyone will read but this will be a personal but public diary of those who are interested in/ or can relate to my life. it may or may not be interesting so lemme know

"Good Enough" is a raw and unapologetic spoken word piece that dives deep into the struggle of identity, self-worth, and survival in a world that still places labels, stereotypes, and barriers on Black lives. Through powerful repetition and unfiltered honesty, the poem captures the weight of depression, the silence of invisibility, and the ever-present question: When will I be seen as enough? This piece weaves together the personal battle of inner darkness with the collective reality of systemic injustice, shining light on the pain of being overlooked, underestimated, and dehumanized. It is both a cry for recognition and a mirror held up to society's ongoing failures. More than just words, "Good Enough" is a testimony-an emotional journey that gives voice to the unheard, honors the resilience of the oppressed, and demands reflection from those who listen.