Are youth organizations actually helpful?

Don’t you ever feel that life is being unfair to not just you but to equality in general. Government and corruption have been ruining the lives of adults for eternity but now they’re after the youth. Manipulating yout to believe they are not good enough. Saying that other kids are better than them. And all of this is not taken lightly. Oh no some individuals can take it in and become a stronger individual from it while others feel that it should be the end of their lives. 

Organizations such as the mayor youth council are ruining the youth. Yes life is a competition but corruption makes sure that students who make the city “look good” are the only ones chosen while the others are oppressed by the system and depressed as it seems. Now this does not occur in big cities… well as of my knowledge but in small cities that are growing into larger ones such as the “great” city of Sugar Land make sure the minority is never seen. The pressure from a parent is past down to the child. Children who have got everything their heart desired as a child are able to get whatever they want as they get older. Students who cheat and have “special connections” are the one’s who always prosper. Why has thus been the basic principles of modern day society? Students who are in multiple clubs and honor societies and have officer positions in these organization are the one’s who able to get in other organizations whether they are within school or outside. This is also what occurs in organizations such as the mayor youth council. Passion, hardwork, interest, and commitment is neglected and rejected while what looks good on paper is praised. 

I was inspired to write this post from a petition that was sent to me. The creator is fighting to make the Sugar Land Mayor Youth Council open to both high school juniors and seniors. I support this and I’d like to help the cause… here’s the link 


Petition by iPetitions

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And support the cause!

The power within

You know that feeling where you sometime feel like ruling the world but then it all changes and you feel lonely. The feeling of regret and isolation come to mind and you can’t do anything about it except cry. This has happened to me. Different events, different aspects of life were hitting me at one time. Because I was young and naive I chose not to do much about them. At first I ignored it, thinking they were just hormones, but then they got worse. I cried myself to sleep and thought of screaming at the top of my lungs for no apparent reason. I was broken. I was confused. After months, almost a year of suffering through this trauma, I thought enough is enough. For the first time in my life I chose to not conform or cooperate with the situation nor did I fight it. I stepped away from it and created a stronger me out of it. I started channeling my anger and regret into my writing and poetry. I began to study harder and forget about whatever happened in my past. I began figuring out who I truly am and how I can impact the world one step at a time. This was just a step. This was my step, but you can also take a step into discovering yourself.


I’m done I’m done

I am so done
I feel like a failure
What did I do to deserve this
Is this my fault
Was it choice
Was it because of my decision
Is this fate
Is this my life
They say you always get a second chance
They say it will be alright
But is it always?
Life is mystery
It was not me it was the situation
I tried and tried
But no matter how I try my destination will be failure
I don’t want to know what I am doing
I just want to do it
I don’t care about what I am saying I want to say it
I am being oppressed, depressed
Unheard unaware


With every piece of fredom comes a restriction. With every dream comes a nightmare. With every bit of joy comes a bit of sadness. To take a step forward you must take a step back.

​Women throughout history have been discouraged due to their gender and “weaknesses”. Two hundred years ago girls were not allowed to go to school and pursue a proper career. They were told to be poise, polite, and take care of their husbands. Twenty years ago if a young girl said she wanted to be a scientist, engineer, or the president people would just laugh at her and say that she is living in ” a dream world ” because according to society women are not capable of doing such things. Now a days women are given more rights then before but now it’s according to race. So a brown girl would be restricted in a way such as being questioned about everything. If she was going somewhere even if it’s for something academic her parents would ask her… where are you going? What are you doing? What are you going to wear? Who are you going with? Why are you going? and the biggest question… are there going to be any boys there? They also have to ask for permission for everything. An asian girl according to society should be perfect at everything, yet she does not get to make her own decisions and chose her own fate. Now for a hispanic or black girl everyone thinks she has no career she’ll probably become a waitress or something like that. Now this last one. No offense, but according to society white girls can chose their own career path and draw their own fate. These stereotypes need to be vaporized and so young girls of this generation have those hopes and dreams that unfortunately we were not given due to societal rules.
Due to society’s thoughts and beliefs women were deprived of their hopes and dreams throughout history due to gender and race. To change these superstitions we all need to take a step into breaking this barrier between race and gender, so these restritions can become one’s freedom.


I’m upset

I’m ruined

For what I did was not worth it
I blew it
I should have knew it
My tears were not coming from my eyes but from my heart
What should I do?
Give up…
Or go on
Should I let it go
Or keep holding on
Is this it? is this life?
What have I done?
Was this right?
I made a mistake
I knew it was not right
I knew it would not uphold my right
It became me
It overtook me
It ruined me
But I did not give up
I kept holding on
It tried to rip me into pieces
But I did not let it
I pulled and pulled
But fate does not determine who I am
I am me
I am undefeated
I am courageous
I am vitorious
I will fight and fight until my death
I will fight until it quits
And even after it quits
I’ll fight and fight and make sure it never comes back
Because I am a fighter
I am a survivor
No one know my capability
no one knows about my capabilities
I am who I am
I am me
And one one can take that away from me