this is a poem I wrote

My name is Alexandra my teal is shallow

My teal is for the less fortunate of the world with

 The tears falling from their eyes.

My teal is for the woman afraid to say what men can hide,

 The bruises covered by makeup.

My teal is for the kids and teens trying to get acceptance from their family,

 The tears they cry in there room leak out like a sad tune.

My teal is for the kids coming home with the

Black eyes and the bloody lips trying not to cry and show bravery.

My teal is for the men trying to say sorry

 But no one will listen as they try to hide the tears of fear.

My teal is for the people inside of me telling me to die

On the outside I’m thinking about the wonderful things in life.

My teal is for the children that have to lock themselves in there room for weeks

 Having to feel the pain and fear of losing someone close.

My teal is shallow,

My teal is fear,

My teal is being afraid,

I am teal.