Poems from ChanelleLockhart
Girl trying to find my place in a world that seems to be growing bigger by the day. 19. Las Vegas. Biracial.
You make me ill,
With your kind words
And not so secret stares.
I feel your gaze on my body.
It touches my face, my arms, and my chest....
I was told so many things about love.
I still don’t know what is true.
Is gentle like spring?
Opening you up slowly until
Every beautiful...
"You are not beautiful"
I tell myself this in the mirror.
And I smile. A true smile. My smile.
A wonderful smile.
Because I am no longer...