There is so many things wrong with this world. We all know that but what we don't know is how to change it. Maybe it can't be saved, but maybe it can. Watching the news and opinions that hate against race, skin color, gender, people who are different, mental health and relative problems seem to create an anger in me that I don't know how to control. Some of these poems are just based on me thinking how it would be to a person who is hated for being different. While some of the poems are things that make me different, and the fear of being hated or having my rights stripped away.