Youmatter Stories

"I'm coming for the week so clear up your schedule. I want to give you the best week of your life." Wyatt said cheerfully through the phone. Carmen genuinely hoped that it would be the best week of her life. It would also be her last.

One act of kindness can make a world of a difference.

This is the second poetry book that I've been working on(: I'll be updating this as I write more!

Though depression and sadness, this book is to help people understand everything will get better. Prevent suicide and self harm if you know someone going though it call : ‎1-800-273-8255 it will patch you into your national helpline number

Poems and stories

Sometimes, our thoughts can be overbearing with all of the negativity and doubt towards ourselves and things around us. But I believe that even though the negative will come, our thoughts should be as positive as possible. This book is a collaboration of my own thoughts on the positive things in life and in ourselves, and also on things that we should improve or ponder about. I hope this helps you to feel good about yourself and that it serves as a reminder about all of the lovely things in life and ourselves! I also want this to be able to leave you thinking of ways that you - as an individual - can help improve this broken world. :)

Just me ranting about the life of the youth. If you're not 'the youth' you can go away, sorry if you can't relate. !!WRITTEN BY A FELLOW TEEN!!

"You've got to cool down on all this black lives matter stuff baby. You're fighting so hard yet these officers out here are still going to do what they wanna do. I'm not going to lose you at one of these not so peaceful protests. I know you care, but they'll get what comes to them in due time." "Tell me this, Meech, if it were you laying in a casket, six feet under, would you still want me to "cool down" on it? Or would you want me and all the other black lives matter advocates to get you the justice that you so graciously deserve?" He sighed, raking his fingers in his low cut hair in defeat as he plopped down on the edge of my bed. Though he knew I was right, he would never admit it, his ego would never allow him to. I stood between his legs and hugged his head as his cheek pressed against my stomach and his arms wrapped around me. My left cheek rested on the top of his head as his grip on me tightened and I kissed his crown of his head and released my grip on him. I headed to my night stand and grabbed my gallon of milk, took one last look a my discombobulated boyfriend, before blowing him a sweet kiss, and headed to the protest that was taking place near campus. It's not as if Demetrius didn't know what he was getting himself into, after all, we did meet at a black lives matter protest.

***Domestic violence warning*** Charlie is the new kid who is constantly being abused at home. He's scared of father and lost his mother. He hopes to leave his toxic father as he approaches senior year and graduation. Also, please bear with me. I'm new to this and I don't really know how to use this app. I'll try to post at least once every two weeks. No promises but I hope you like and resonate with Charlie's journey. It's going to be dark first but it'll be okay in the end.

Tw // killing , blood Aren't you tired of what's happening in our world? Aren't you tired of hearing the same things all over again!! Maybe it's time to start The Change . This poem contains things happening in our world. Let's make it a better one. Let's help each other. Please share it as much as you can, and if you like it please make sure to vote! Thankyou for taking the time to read it. All the love. H xx

Lonesome poems are the best thing to find hope and freedom. It is where we can truly express our untold feelings. People might look up to you and see how perfect your life can be, the happy family you have, and that they think your only problem is not having one at all. But truth be told, behind those glimmering things, bright smiles, and fancy stuff lies a despondent individual who seeks help and consolation. As the famous saying goes, "You will never know the struggle of a person unless you walk into their shoes" and with that said, never compare yourself to the person you think has it all. It is okay to fall back, let out a cry, and have a breakdown. We are all human and that what you are feeling right now is valid. No one can invalidate someone's feelings for we have different phases, strengths, and weaknesses. Remember: You are a WARRIOR on your battlefield so continue to fight. Who knows, tomorrow we might finally see the rainbow we all have been looking for. These poems I have are the product of my lowest points in life. I hope I can give you all a hug and a console. 🥺

You are a beauty that the universe cannot contain, an epitome of everything wonderful and tantalizingly breathtaking. So it gave you flaws that you so hate. But they make you more of a beauty than you are without. So I'll write you poems until my words become more than cursive stains on paper because even if words don't matter, they are the only things I can use to convey that you do. ~This is for you and about you. I want you to know that. Here we go.

Don't judge me TT I get bored :3 14, aussie and talks ways to quickly welcome!! TW : Some sensitive topics are bought up/mentioned throughout the podcast

e n j o y. you're important, idc what anyone says. you be you and ✨express yourself✨. love who you want dude. fuck gender roles. they suck. online classes also suck.

This poem is about how equality is important and should matter. The things people have been through should matter because of the situation, not the person's gender.

Somewhere in my mind

𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐏 !!

love yourself. love your friends. tag them.