My best school clothes are fitting for me. To further my education or for the funeral that might be. This gas mask for school Is because of my choice To stand up for freedom And never silence my voice. A mustard seed of hope Is all that I need. Ever blossoming and waving For one day to be free. To be born a woman Is not a crime to me. I have been taught to be strong Wild and free Artwork by lili_hzn Poetry by EddieLee21