Hope

I don’t know if you are real
and I don’t want to be fooled
anymore, letting myself be born
into beliefs that are both wrong
and profoundly harmful – two-edged
sword slicing my insides
as it tears stranger into enemy.

I feel silly in ways
I didn’t as a kid,
writing to  you
this time unsure.

        I am a girl of many things;
        I am a girl of sorrows;
        I am a girl of laughs,
        but most of all, I am a girl of curiosity.

I am curious of the world around me, of the world I live in.
I wonder how my younger brother will be when he grows up;

Here is a coloring page for you.