All You Need is Light

== All You Need is Light ==
They say that to make a rainbow, you have to have rain.
Only, that's not true.
A rainbow can form from the morning sunlight
bursting through your girlfriend's glasses that she left on the table.
A rainbow can form from the sun at noon,
sending shafts of light through the mosaic at the top of your house.
A rainbow can form from the spray of mist at the bottom of a waterfall,
from the shimmering heat waves above the hot savanna,
from staring into a jar of flamesilk until your eyes swim and you start to see colors,
from a prism held up to the blue, blue sky.
You don't need rain to make a rainbow.
All you need is light.
-Taken from a notebook filled by Butterfly
== In My Garden ==
In my garden, there is no order, no chart, no standard.
In my garden, strong-smelling roses bloom dotted through fields of daffodils.
Violets are sprinkled among begonias,
and bluebells tinkle from every corner.
You don't like my garden, in all its chaotic and wonderful glory.
You come at it with chemicals and shovels and snarls.
You don't care that it's not your garden, not your choice.
Because you can't stand that it's not exactly like your garden.
-A poem written by Lily
== Define "Normal" ==
She stops me one morning and says,
"Please try to be more normal."
"Okay," I tell her.
"But what do you mean by normal?
Do you mean normal to me, or normal to you?
Normal to the queen of the universe,
or normal to the poor dragon who lives two trees over?
Is it normal to be straight, or should I be gay?
Is it normal to wear glasses, and if not,
should near- and farsighted dragons just suck it up?
Is it normal to be the smartest in the class,
or is it better to barely pass?"
Question after question until finally,
you say "Normal dragons are quiet!"
The next day, you ask why I haven't made a sound.
Then I say, in just a soft whisper,
"I thought this was normal?"
-Found scratched into the wall of Venus's room
== Aromantic ==
Don’t worry, I’m most definitely not aromantic
I just start talking about platonic love every time a romance song comes on the radio.
What do you mean, I’m aromantic? 
I’m just completely confused by everything invoving dating. 
But don’t worry, just because I’ve never had a crush on anyone, just because I spent hours pouring through books looking for information about it, none of that means that I’m aromantic. 
Just don’t ask the librarian.
-Written in a Language Arts notebook by Invention
==Unsilenced==
My voice sounds better to me in a whisper,
or just in my head.
My stories always work out
as long as I'm the only one to hear.
If you bump into me and make me drop everything, 
I apologize to you silently.
I am nice-and-quiet,
a-good-little-girl, such-good-manners-she-has.
I tone-it-down,
and let-the-big-dragons-talk and just-shut-up-already.
But no longer.
I want to talk to myself,
and let the words boom through the halls.
I want to tell my stories to the world,
and say to you "Please be more careful,"
When all of my things are on the ground.
I don't want to be nice-and-quiet.
I will not tone-it-down.
You should just-shut-up-already.
Because this is my voice, my stage, my story.
And I will not be silenced.
-Taken from a speech delivered by Siren
== My Mind ==
My mind is a kaelidoscope
Colors swirling back and forth,
My light is shining, burning, glowing,
In my mind, my thoughts swim back and forth in a confusing dance, moving to a rhythm only I can hear.
Your thoughts are dull and gray,
You try to make me think them, forcing my colors into a box,
But you can’t. 
Your thoughts cannot survive in my brain
They disintegrate into dots of darkness, 
Swallowed up quickly by the glow of my mind. 
-Found in a security camera from Invention’s music room. Time Date: Midnight. 
== Roses are Red ==
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I am different
But you are too
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I’m not scared of me
But you’re scared of you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Others know just the worst about me
But only the best about you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I don't feel male
And neither do you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You make yourself be fake
But what I am is true
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Stop hiding who you are
And just let you be you
-Found sent in a letter from Star Ruby to an unknown address
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