Politics

Can I be me?

And when I am more than you can handle, will you still be there?

When my words don’t match with what you think should explode from my mind.

Given that it is mine, will you search through it, and see the kindness there.

The type that sees through that which is meant to separate us.

Then see why I care, about what happens to everyone.

Even if they do, not care themselves.

~Angela K. Crandall~©5/7/17

 (Raw and Unedited.)

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