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Sculpture: You are sculpted so perfectly from start to finish you're my perfect image Photography: Like a photograph of a rose growing out of concrete
Despite who you are, I love you. Despite where you came from, I love you. Despite your age, Despite what you are, Despite your size, I love you. Despite your looks, I love you.
〰 I Am that Real 〰 I am the element in the steel of these heels; the strength in this metal when it's chilled. A woman with so much determination and will, because titanium flows freely through my organs and cells.
I woke up like this... Except I didnt I worked hard for this I am a an ant. Small, meaningless, expendable. Afraid of being stomped on by him For he is greater than I
your bones protruding through skin nails through blocks of wood this is not love. and skipping dessert for a boy who never looks in your direction this will not make him notice you.
The first time she fell in love was when she saw a piece of paper and felt an urge to spill her heart out. She wrote new realities because hers weren't so sweet. She sees the world as it is:
You told me you were flawless. I laughed and called it impossible. Last time I heard it, being flawless wasn’t plausible. Yet you still shouting out “Flawless”, To about 96% of people that could care less.
Your words do not define me For I define myself Not with power and glory Nor money and wealth You'll see her in the corner You'll see her by herself You'll see that she's a loner
You cant stop me baby You can't hold me back I'm flying, seeing stars not dying feeling for once I'm shinning being bright no hiding this is life. Baby
What is flawless? No bumps, no blemishes, no imperfections? No personality. That is flawless. I am not flawless. Scars from years of sports and clumsy moments.
No I did not wake up like this Not unless I went to sleep last night and woke up in the dress Cause normally I wake up mess Because honey I'm too stressed At least I stay blessed
I'm not what you would call pretty.
I need no man to tell me I am BEAUTIUL, I need no woman to tel me I am STRONG, I need no teacher to tell me I am SMART, I need no test to DEFINE me, I know what I am, I know who I am,
When you look at me, What do you see? You see long, brown hair,You see big, blue eyes.You see crooked teeth with braces,You see a curved forehead with pimples. When you look at me,What do you see?
I am flawless. I am not flawless because of the amount of money I own Nor am I flawless due to the color of my skin. The length of my hair does not make me flawless and neither do the clothes I wear.
Faded skin by Na’shon Kemp I DIDN’T PICK MY SKIN COLOR you dirty bastards with the beady eyes and the loose jaws. This is to those who run and move quickly from me and my family when they see us in the malls.
I am more than that which the eye can see you look at me and my situation where I am from and you judge me although my family is full of drug addicts and law breakers I am different I am quiet you think but in all reality I speak my mind I am sma
What does it mean to see a rose growing Strong in the garden Radiating with such potential It means Confidence a word so overlooked yet, holds much more Meaning.
The Color Rainbow-Stella D’Vine We are all humans. We are all colors. We all form part of the color rainbow. We should all be in different lines to form a rainbow instead of a mix in to create chaos.
Elixir-Stella D’Vine Never knowing the reality I stand in is very frustrating. I try to make the most of it, but I end up making the worst of it. The call it excuses, I call it a legit reason.
Haha me? Fearless? I am full of fears.
My body isn't yours to define no matter how hard you try to fit me in your box or fit in that top I am not yours to define. My feminimity isn't yours to define just because I don't cry
A single light in the darkness That's what I seek to be Whatever flaws I have without There is a light preserved in me While others see the grim and harsh I still have faith in humanity
the day i first met him i turned to stone. my eyes seemed to fog over when he passed by me and my normally nonstop lips fused together. he seemed to fit so perfectly to me like a lego in my lap but
i dont understand how people can say there flawless when: no ones perfect god doesnt say how to be flawless in the bible But.... i do wake up flawless without makeup and i also feel flawless when i dance
I am not perfect. Me, a girl with freckles that appear all over my body,
Measure it in the blood sweat and tears. In the miles I walk instead of run. In the stiff joints and long days. In the freedoms I lose and the troubles I gain.
Tell me why are you here all alone? Here in the corner with a pill bottle and much more Advil than you'll ever need I'm so sorry that no one ever told you the mirror lies.
Filters on photographs hide so many things like the freckles on my nose and the acne on my cheeks Filters on my words hide the real me how I sometimes cuss like a sailor
No matter what they say No matter who they want me to be When I look in the mirror I dont see what they see I'm flawless to me
Nightshade waves cascade down framing porecilin white skin and red, seductive lips. Her hips, gentle curves that have been touched, carressed. At first she seems okay.
Every pore I find god in I learn to see myself clearer
Try to see the best in me and you will find something. You will find a flaw, a perfect imperfection. I am containing myself, my greatness, my potential, my future.
Free From everything I used to be Re-writing my history Picture by picture I’m finding me I’m alright My hair plain brown, my face aged with time
Everyone thinks they are great But no one is better than me I can predict the future I have a photographic memory And I control all beings I find enlightment in my dreams I make horror movies scream
My hair's in stylish knots, Followed by raccoon eyes. My loafing fashion's caught, By the luring guys.
Naked face and naked eyes I like wearing my own hair My own face and my own mind People call me bold For stepping out the house plain Or without a hood Because they fear the rain
Flawless This is me
My name is Brandon and I am a runner. I run, I work, I learn. I am always moving, even while asleep, and love to be outdoors. I love learning and growing and always knowing.
Beauty is being kind Beauty is being lovig Beauty is being compassionate Beauty is being understanding Beauty is being true A pure and real self is who you are
Can there really be someone better than me? No, there can't because I'm the only one, you see Ain't very many people with my personality Not my name, not my talents or my family
You know it's hard to feel flawless when you've been where I've been, and seen what I've seen, and done what I've done.
I'm not as skinny as I'm supposed to be and don't have flawlwss skin. My laugh is a little obnoxious, but hey this is me. I don't cake my face with makeup to live up to the "beauty standard"
Water rushes in, Cracks form Glass breaks at the drop of a pin Will you ever be warm? It is falling apart. Everything crumbling like a cookie in a two-year olds hand.
Water rushes in, Cracks form Glass breaks at the drop of a pin Will you ever be warm? It is falling apart. Everything crumbling like a cookie in a two-year olds hand.
I am me in my purest form I am me and all I adorn I am the rolls hidden under my shirt and under my nails, I am the dirt I snore while I sleep I lisp with my retainer In the shower I weep
Impatience, jealousy, and insecurity consume me. My actions walk in one direction but my intentions go in another.
We laugh at the freaks and the geeks Because that’s just the way it is Like smoke blown in our faces and a voice saying “That’s show biz” We fear what we don’t know
I love TV and all its perfectness.
I am flawless. I am flawless because I know of respect, fairness, trustworthiness, and honor and I apply each of these traits to my everyday life. I am flawless because my confidence and my self-respect is nearly immeasureable.
I wish I could be the pretty girl The popular one The one that everybody knows The one that everyone wants to talk to The girl everybody wants to hang out with But no I'm not the pretty girl
As i look in the mirror i see potential, A girl with courage, stability and grace,
Here is a poem About a flawless person: It does not exist. Everyone has their flaws. Some people are kind of clumsy. Others simply are very shy.
Acne, yes I have that friends, I have thoes too a sunny disposition and a passion for learning, that is what I wear on my sleeve, involved in my school, I love to act, I love to sing,
They say you always know which kids have no dad You know the ones always starting something, doing bad, roaming streets, making trouble, proving the stats right. Now Uncle Sam trying to keep them in his sight
How to be FLAWLESS What does it mean? F is for fearful L is for Lean A is for Astounding W is for Wishful L is for Ladies who are or are not single E is for everyone S is for Simple
Behind the glitz and the glam, Is just a face. That is something, You cannot erase. Covered by things, That are not you. Once they are removed You are true.
I don't appreciate when you approach me just to tell me that I'm so blessed with such a sexy body. And you have no right to be offended when I don't kiss the ground you walk on
Me a female evolving into a peice of the world. I speak , words sway from within my mouth almost like heaven in the distance I am Me, Myself and I
My hair is so nappy I breake combs I have such a dark ugly face My thighs are the size of jupiter But guess what?... I Don't Care I don't care about those girls with the staright hair
Somewhere between Here andThere, I became less involved in what I looked like and more invloved inwhat I felt like.
I am beaut
In a dusty
Me A human being without boundaries Hushing the noises from outside Like rain criticism fall I woke up with messy hair Though I feel pretty when I see myself I'm bad remembering names
I know fear and loathing
Me, Myself, Personally… I am, the smile that stretches for miles
The impression left on a smooth, glass tabletop can be faded or everlasting. Blowing your breath along its surface and slide nimble fingers across and for an istance, your words,your symbols and your marks
When they ask me why I shaved my head I say “because I was tired of my hair” I was tired from the experiences curled up in each lock.
I've made mistakes, But they don't define me. I have regrets, But I am not what I've done. I have secrets, But they're part of my past. Come dawn, And come day.
When I reached pubertyMy mother began to destroy mePiece by piece
Every once in a while, I'm asked the question: Hey Ben, why don't you have a religion? Of course, a quick response of "none of youre business" follows But why? Because I see flaws. Flaws in the seas and the sky
Even though my fingers may curl, and my ankles wobble as I walk, that does not mean that I am less.
Kindness A word that is Thrown Around Every Day Yet when said never seems to weigh
Our playpens are coliseums
Struggling within something's grasp, Trying to wriggle my way out.
It took me a while to stand up and smile And shine bright despite the crowds. And although now I voice my opinions by choice I haven't always been outspoken and loud.
If I told you I wore my heart on my sleeve You wouldn't believe, because its barely a heart. It's bruised and its scarred From all the places its been marred by my own insecurity.
I wake up I dress up
I am a suit and tie man with tattoos peeking out from under my sleeves, black ink that flows from my pen on to every assignment I turn in demonstrates intellectuality, the ink that punctures my skin tells a story,
I woke up like this.
For the first time in my life I am proud. Proud of the young lady I've become. My past is no lnger haunting me; owning up to everything I've done.
It's not enough to know That the human heart propels nearly two thousand gallons of blood in a day Or that we take this and place it there "because I said so."
"Straghten your spine." "Point your toes." "Longer legs." "Stronger back." "Longer waist."
I am flawless
compare my bones to flower petals and stardust and i'll show you the iron coiled around my bones. compare my skin to milk in old-fashioned cartons, white lights and negative space,
I woke up like this… You woke up like this… Who woke up like this? Flawless. Saying we look so good tonight, But how will we feel tomorrow? Guilt, Shame, Nausea?
Four years old -- my eyes open up wide
I am many things everyone hates. I am who I am.
Always strive to be flawless, At school, at work, at play Study hard, work harder, But have fun along the way. Words of wisdom from my elders And those wiser than me
When I wake I look in the mirror awhile I see my "imperfect" skin, And my "mediocre" smile I see the redness and a new pimple on my chin, It makes me beautiful in my own type of style.
With my words as my paint
one single saffron dress that is flaw-
I am flawless With the pimple on forehead
Look at me. Do you see me? Or do you see this mask of foundation that i am wearing. I am not this wig that you see
As I step up to the
My life has never been perfect but what is perfection? Is perfection when you're always happy
they tell you that beauty is more than skin deep, but they forget to tell you that flaws are too and
I am a queen beaten and hung by society stop i cant breath but as a people i am still breathing flawlessly i sit on a thrown made and owned by the most powerful, high, and holy oh glory
God designed me in his own imageTherefore I am worthy of this privilegeNo one is able to tear me downBecause I was designed with a purpose and my King game me a crownMy hazel green eyes pull you deep inside
I am so flawless Because God made me this way Give me scholarship
hunched low, pulled down by Frequent insecurities, walking slow, pulled back by Laced uncertainties, lost perceptions of what you might think All perceive,
My bones are fine china, delicate and breakable. But my will is a diamond, passionate and brilliant. My skin is worn, scarred and used. But my body is a flower, bright and alive.
I didn’t even want to write this poemI wasn’t sure what was the pointTo pour your heart into somethingWhen there’s always someone better out thereSomeone better at accurate alliteration
Letter after letter, Word after word Left on the ink stained page. All the lines are blurred. My mind struggles to find The right words to say, But what can be said
Body uncomfortable,mind Unstable Is my body so uncomfortable That I hide under tables for Comfort Use to aspire to be a Huxta
Energy, Great, Cute Why do I need a filter? Fun, Sarcastic, Sweet Why do I need to be fake? Nice, Helpful, Talented? I don't need a filter to live.
Squares in a series; Each song helps paint my story. They call me: FLAWLESS.
I am what God made me, I am Flawless My life evolves and revolves perfectly.
I suppose that in a way
It didn’t happen overnight, in a day or suddenly.
I am nothing, but flawless I am strong and I will settle for no less I will stand up for myself and won't give into my demise And give happiness to others, even if they tell lies
Blank canvases that inhale and exhale with motives to live. That's all we are painted by Biology a gamble in the darkness of who wins the lottery of appeal. Sometimes we are created
Did I hear you say? Did I hear you say your fat again, with teardrops in your eyes? Lamenting over every extra inch upon your thighs?
behind the makeup and smile as big as her heart there is a girl she is living in constant fear of the future her biggest fear is failing she feels helpless but she has to try
Flawless me, For I am Lindsey.
"Rise and shine, Time for school my sweet" "Mom please stop yelling, Can't I just finish this tweet?" Rolling out of bed, 6 am The daily routine
Close your eyes Don't look at this mess For all is perfect and Flawless
I am flawless, Every part of me is exactly the way i want it to be. From the split ends in my hair to the paleness of my skin, I wouldn’t change for the world.
Perfectly Imperfect I look in the mirror And what do I see? I see an imperfect girl staring back at me. Many flaws do I have, I hate looking at my face,
Every moment i perch myself upon that plastic seat, i wait. Every time the sting of feelings prick my eyes, i wait. Every sound that occurs to my ears, i wait.
It's all the flaws that make us all unique. Though I am not, and never will be, the size of mannequins at the boutique. Even with all of my "flaws", they would say, my nose, my ears, my feet,
I am not the shade of my lipstick.Instead I am the
I was born
What is “Flawless”? Like what does it mean? You don’t know, well here is a definition Flawless by definition means without any blemishes or imperfections; perfect Now tell me are you flawless?
The music sings of flaws,
There's something I want to start with, that any objections to women being unable to have power because of womanly issues is a myth, I know there are plenty of strong women, and I know because of you my friend.
When it comes to how people view themselves you all have a blind spot. When you look in the mirror you don't see the same things I do. You see mistakes & flaws. I see perfection & beauty in My making.
I see those around me
Am I a cover girl, or just an ordinary girl that is out of this world with no make up, or fake friends. A perfect life is what all want, but there is no perfect life one has
I am flawless from my head to my toes No clothes or filters can better what’s already gold I shine so bright and I don't need to be told For its my beauty within, that makes me so bold
6 inches of death 6 inches of stumbles 6 inches of extra standards 6 inches of longer legs 6 inches of regrets 6 inches of toe cramps
No I did not "wake up like this" This took time
I am from yelling and hitting.
My fingers are faucets Fixtures that connect my soul to the materials I use to express it An outlet for the words that hide just under the skin, Scared of judgment
Born beautiful, I am the epitome Of self-confidence
I Am Perfect. What is that you say? How could you No makeup, hair EvErYwHeRe, bags under your eyes from lack of sleep Be PERFECT? That isn't what I see...
These Almost Perfect Brazen stares. This uniform silence Despairs, from the Accompanying whisers. Sneers, smirks, and snares. I am not your Definition Annotation
I am not the average girl from your video
Playing my music My feelings are melody Revealing my soul
"What is it that makes you flawless?" You ask.
I am perfect, maybe not by your standards but when I look at my reflection I cant see a single blemish or imperfection. Just extentions of my identity. Sure I have a slouch, i have zits and bad hair days.
Told every single dayby what is portrayed in media & on TV,to look a certain way.
The flowers are flawless The birds are flawless The rivers are flawless Human nature is flawless Life is like a box of FLAWLESS chocolates
I am BEAUTIFUL Through glasses and worn shoes that have been forgotten, I stand as a woman who is looked on as beautiful, Through torn clothes and worn hands ,
Hazel beneath me, Lying on the ground Dank tunnels embedded Within me, all around Blinding silence comes In symphony with Clamorous black acid
Flawless Music I retain all these faults that could make me flawless, I can write rhymes, tell the time, though I really shouldn’t floss less.
Waking up every morning, I take a look in the mirror in my room. She stares back at me, that girl on the glass. Her eyes have much to say, yet they remain ever so gloom. Is she waiting…hoping for a chance?
Looking into the abyss What do I see? I see me Wearing my ugg boots And skinny jeans “I am pretty” I say “I am smart” I say “I am me” I say
You’re ugly! You shouldn’t believe in that. You’re fat! You’re nerd! You dress like a hoe. You’re gay well then you’re a fag! You’ll never be cool. You’ll never have friends because you’re weird
Flawless, to be perfect in every shape or form,
"Makeup? For me please?" No. I am flawless. I can learn to feel pretty because of the things I tell myself, not because of the back handed compliments that you used to give me and pushed me to hate myself.
I wonder what I can give, as far as wisdom goes, for I am somewhat young and have many years to live. The cool Autumn wind blows
Why does she sit like she has a stick up her ass? Because I care about my posture. And maybe, ever-so-infinitesimally maybe, I value my education...However perplexingly, pitifully, "gay" that may seem.
Stared in the Mirror.
Do you ever stop and think, wow I love myself? Well start loving yourself to the fullest Flaws and all, you are BEAUTIFUL Flawless? No. No one is flawless We are all beautiful We are all HUMANS
You wake-up, FLAWLESS False. "You are everything,but flawless" "You are worthless" "You are purposeless" "You are powerless" "You my friend are nothing more, but less." FALSE
I strut my stuff because I love who I am. Not going to let a couple of kissing bugs hop on the train like a couple of drugs. And if I fear would I be here? Might as well call me musketeer.
I am flawless because of my dedicationTo education.Working hard and staying late is not some simple equation,Just a lack of procrastination.I've been told I can't,
I am flawless because there is no one else exactly like me. They may look like me or even have my astounding personality, but they will never be me! People say I'm different that I don't act like the rest.
Wake up in the morning you like what you see but others just dislike what they can't be you don't care Girl, just look at your hair
Flawless Grace, Gods precious love.
I am flawed. I am human. But my flaws are just that. They are mine. My drive makes me Flawless. This drive is what erases the flaws. I strive to be better. I am flawed. I am human.
I did not wake up like this, yet I am flawless. It was harder than I could have imagined (still is, sometimes). I have a strength forged through perseverance
Her hair is a mess, her eyes are swollen
I won't turn my back, after being your friend And drive your name into the ground I won't abandon you when you need me Because you can be tough to deal with I notice I am different, in this aspect that is
When there is nothing left to do, I smile. not an ordinary smile though. It’s contagious. Infecting everyone around. Soon the whole room embraces the same type of grin. One that says,
Flawless means perfect, immaculate and pure, The unblemished traits we hope will endure. But look down inside, deep within your heart, Could you really say splendor is your favorite part?
You don't have to announce it on my behalF People like this think they have it alL They walk around without paranoiA But when people think of me this is not their vieW I'm this because I'm loyaL
My imperfections are in no way diminishing my value! For I am Priceless,
The elegant and graceful butterfly So quaint and exquisite So... bilaterally symmetrical Humans are bilaterally symmetrical too But humans are not butterflies
If everything's possible, is it possible for me to b
I am an agriculture nerd, I love sows, cows, and plows, I am a memer of FFA, I am for using our resources, I believe grass is for cows, I believe cows are for food, I know people are hungry,
¿FLAWLESS? For those who judge me on my skin,
A smile so bright, with chocolate brown eyes. Long curly hair, and painted finger nails. Only if you could see what's inside of me. A heart of gold, or cold as snow.
Flawless? I wouldn't think so.
I'm a leader. But my value doesn't depend on how many followers I have. Picturesque. Pounds of makeup doesn't define beauty nor does 100+ likes on a photo. Social Media.
34” Bust 23” Waist Colored Eyes Smooth Skin Healthy Hair Healthy Look Size Zero Photoshop Airbrush Barbie Victoria Secret Angels Perfection.
Being flawless is easy for Beyoncé. She lives a glamorous life of fame and fortun
The sun rises and the moon hides, alarms sound and roll to bedsides
I am Invisible, Determined I wonder when I will be heard I hear a faint whisper I see a hand held out
I am the definition of Flawless People will soon know my worth of imoortance
I wake up every morning,
Woman Wrapped in Self-Confidence I am a woman wrapped in self-confidence A crown of wisdom placed upon my brow A heart of wonder laced with tenderness Tall I stand against all resistance.
I am the body of perfection That can use no more correction Answer questions, no deflection Heading in the right direction Does this mean I've made no mistakes? That I'm a beam that never breaks?
I was born beautiful. Society will tell me different. I have curly hair. Long, tangly, brown, curly locks. I grew to hate my hair. I was 5, already craving to use a hair straightner.
I can't say I'm flawless Because I have flaws I'm human I always will be I make mistakes But when I hurt, I say sorry I'll forever be a friend And stick till the end of time
I'm Flawless because my skin's unclear I'm Flawless with my unbrushed hair I'm Flawless when I just wake up or I've been up for hours I'm Flawless in sweats or when I'm wearing my favorite dress
They tell me emotion is weakness. They say I feel far too much to create something productive. But I can't control it. I am me, Because of what I feel. They say I speak far too excitedly,
Looking through the filter I am perfect. The truth about my life is nonexistent. Looking through the filter. all the words I say are pure, With no stammer or lisp. Looking through the filter.
How can I say Im flawless When the world tries to make me feel less How can I say I'm smart When Im not on top of the honor roll charts The world tries to tear me down
How can I say Im flawless When the world tries to make me feel less How can I say I'm smart When Im not on top of the honor roll charts The world tries to tear me down
Without a filter I am me. Keona when I don't use filters I see a young beautiful inspiring lady who has a BRIGHT future ahead of herself. Without a filter I am unique and passoniate.
Sometimes- I tremble like the fault lines,
Im flawless... From my feet up to my noggin And anybody that's thinking different, we're surely to have a problem. Im great!! At least, that's what I say when I look into a mirror
When people look at me, they don't see me. There's a girl who's put together on the outside, With makeup and hair done to a tee. But deep beneath the surface, I'm insecure, I'm broken,
My buck teeth are beautifulThey make me look like a bunnyMy one hidden dimple is gorgeousIt pops out when something's funnyMy pale skin radiantLike ivory pearlsMy strong assertive voice
Everyone one has a talent tucked away, so why should I boast of my strengths? Rather, let me consider my weakness, I'll study their beauty at length. First failing I see is my wordiness,I speak without an end in sight,
I was born into a world of loss and pain But I still live my life happy worshiping God’s name My mama working all the time
Beauty is courage.
I am bipolar and thats okay I've tried to hide to hide it, tried to runaway I am bipolar not an outcast The mistakes I've made are all in the past I am bipolar, I've learned alot
I am bipolar and thats okay I've tried to hide to hide it, tried to runaway I am bipolar not an outcast The mistakes I've made are all in the past I am bipolar, I've learned alot
Standing tall, a marble block inaudible, but the stone could talk to some it may seem like just a rock, but in HIS eyes, this rock is flawless. New situations day by day,
I am intelligent, I am beautiful, I am outgoing, I am a hard worker, I am funny, I am caring, I am sweet, I am not ashamed, I am FLAWLESS! I AM ME!
I AM THAT GIRL Just like my girl Rosie. Don't mind me if I get a bit noisy, Cause I'm standing up for all the girls, All the girls around the world. I AM THAT GIRL It's a positive thing.
Deadbeat number one. You walked out of my life before I even got to learn what your skin smelt like.I'm sure if I dug way back in my locked away, too young to remember,
Being a teenager I am to get judged and put down My self-esteem is expected to decrease to the lowest level My head is not supposed to be held high And my feet should be dragging heavily behind me
Who am I without a filter? For the past four yeasrs, I haven't had an answer to that question I've spent so long trying to become littler I've tried to disappear which is something I probably should mention
You'll never believe what I get asked on a daily... or maybe you will upon sight of me. "You're so pretty, what're you mixed with?" My brown eyes roll. What am I mixed with?
Scars. A past. They only bring up the past because they are intimidated by my present.I am weightless when I engulf myself in talent. I can draw it better than you ever felt it.
The world screams that I am not good enough That my body, my voice, my personality, my creativity, Are unacceptably flawed That I do not deserve to be here And yet I am here
When I walk down the street, I feel their eyes They look at me but don’t know why I used to stay in my room and hide Scared of judgments, Terrified. One day I took a glance in a glass
I wake up every day knowing that I am awesome,Looking at my brilliant teeth as I brush and floss them,
It is not my curly hair It is not my so called perfect smile or even my bright green eyes with long lashes
Standing straight up with a Glowing smile. Eyes wide open Seeking the light that shines through Every negative remark made toward me. “Too skinny!” “Eat a sandwich!” Oh, but I do eat.
We all believe we are flawed; in some way, shape, or form.
Is anything really a flaw? Our personal quirks whether liked or not should never be shamed, We have character, We are unique, We are not marred by our "flaws" but inhanced We have no imperfections ,
It seems that all this timeThe odds have been stackedAll around and above meStabbing at what I lacked
I am not flawless I am not the clear cut image, of those magazine covers I am not the man with rock hard abs or body every women wants
Rain bites Wind blows I fight For a future A better me I do it without thee Water runs Rockets rise I have seen many suns And many moons Rise and fall
I am rejoicing todayBecause even though There is famine in South SudanAnd my country is betraying its constitution Today is the day I celebrate victory on the home stretch
For those who cannot see The beauty behind every being Each flaw that makes up a subject Are the characteristics that make you perfect.
I look to the stars above: I see the galaxies, swirling In a brilliant array of light- Now I look at me. I see two eyes Colored with the heavens' imagination. I see freckles,
When an unknown man walks in and looks at you and tells you
for the longest time i was
you are by Damon Dixon you are powerful beyond belief
I am flawless My own Beyonce And my Aunt say I can be whoever I want Not tomorrow but today Beyond saying life ain't fair Don't need to be 6 foot 4
So there's this girl right? And she always earns good grades, so they put her down out of spite She's been on the high honor roll for as long as she can remember
Age 13, my face was full of blemishes. Age 14, I had to get glasses. Age 15, I wanted perfect skin. Age 16, I screamed, "Screw perfection!".
The flawless part of me Is that I’d rather be Making others happy instead of me. I believe happiness is contagious And this is one virus That everyone wants to be infected with
There are these things called flaws Do you like what you see There are these things called flaws Seen in you and me Flaws we se see Oh what a shame Just differences
I am David
A turbulent mind
My flaws make me flawless. I am made up of imprefections, this is who I am. I am not that beautiful model on the magazine, but I dont a perect style. But I consider myself unique.
Cry your final tears now,don't hold it in For tomorrow holds another chance to live again Keep your head held high in confidence and pride Just let go, relax, enjoy the ride Things will pan out in the end
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I am unperfect Or atleast that's what I have always been told. I am too loud When I am overwhelmed with excitement Or with anger As adrenaline shoots through my body at an uncontrollable speed.
Any man who has surveyed any land can tell another:
No, I'm not a Babie girl I'm not the fastest swimmer I'm not the smartest student I'm not the best daughter
Who is without a flaw? I am without a flaw, the meaning of perfection is ones view my view is perfection, my view is flawless. I walk on the road of leadership. After all who is without a flaw, I am flawless. I am diffrent, I am perfect.
I was asked to write a poem about how I am FLAWLESS I couldnt be more obliged No matter what anyone says, continue waking up like that Become more FLAWLESS everytime you open up your mouth and mind
One count, Two count, Three count, Four, I never miss a beat like a kick and a snare, So watch as I dazzle you with flash and flare,
Time after time people are labeled as things Words of hurt, words that crash dreams Because of how we look, not for what we be But ignoring them all makes me a happier me
F The letter placed on my birth certificate indicating that I was born with a vagina.
Wake up. Put on a thick mask that veils your beautiful exterior. A mask that vanishes any of the beautiful imperfections that make you inferior.
Wake up Get dressed Boobs out Makeup on Go out Fake smile Fake teeth Fake pictures Fake pop-stars Fake world Go home Look in the mirror
The waves were my sanity The smell of the salt so crisp in the air surrounding me, The crashing of the once so peaceful waves, The entire different world remaining under the surface
Being me to the fullest could be described in so many words
I am a lyricist not a musician I write words that speak to your soul not the heart It may seem uncertain but the lyrics that I write show the hidden feelings within
We have all been there: The awkward stage. We all can relate To those uncomfortable times. When all the girls had Frizzy uneven hair And boys had scrawny Arms and glasses.
I have imperfections in my eyes My nose is to big My hip are to wide My face has a mole My body is too ugly I am flawless in others eyes
They said things behind her back, They said them a lot. She started to believe them. She was upset until he came. She questioned him. "Why don't I have perfect skin?" "A perfect smile?"
When I hear the word flawless, I think of precious gems like diamonds. The thing about a diamond is that Its flawlessness isn't about brilliance or perfection; Unpolished diamonds look like every other rock.
There was a face A face I analyzed like a dissection Blemished with scars and beauty marks Stained with exhaustion and fear Consumed by society’s ideals A face that did not realize what it was worth
There was a face A face I analyzed like a dissection Blemished with scars and beauty marks Stained with exhaustion and fear Consumed by society’s ideals A face that did not realize what it was worth
I was seven years old when it happened Wondering what I did to deserve this? How could a kid like me live with this disease? Walking into the clinic ready to give up, All they wanted was for me to give them blood.
I AM FLAWLESS I AM FLAWLESS BECAUSE I AM MYSELF
Everybody wanna be flawless Or whatever you wanna call it
If I Lose Myself... Gabriel Reyes I am no ideal person But I am exemplary. If I lose Myself... I have lost everything.
#nofilter, #selfie, #natural, #fleek Hash tags are the holy grail of most social media websites I can use them to show my followers what I'm wearing Or show them the memories that I'm sharing
i Come, from a family of adapters.
I am flawless My skin is brown My hair is nappy My head is big My heart is hurting My soul is crying I am flawless I am beautiful I am struggling I am finding it hard to say that i am me
College what a magical place.
Some people say I’m selfless. That I wake up and put myself on the back rack, But it’s definitely not that. When I wake up I look in the mirror past the dried slobber and nappy dew
Everyone wishes they were different including myself.I don't really know who I am
you have a past many scars use them to break down bars let go of your fear and dare to succeed now you know that's the reason" they're always lookin' at me " be bright, be bold
The struggle to progress...the power to drive none will ever no how hard i tried with evil on one shoulder and the other with pride no fear in my heart, but yet tears i cried
What makes me flawless is that I choose to set my heart free Life gives you infinite chances, infinite choices What makes me flawless is that I choose to make my wrongs right
Look in the mirror Look at the picture on the wall See yourself Don't like what you see? You aren't looking hard enough Or maybe you're looking too hard. It's not about the long legs
Sincere, that's what people tell me. Because I'm honest, and I mean what I say.
Maturity can be seen in many opportunities. Staying classy with an attitude of nasty. Showing off my curves and edges, letting everyone know i have imperfections. Flashy ring and fancy cars may not be in my future. but atleast im not tortured.
I can feel my blood boil. My eyes picking out all the imperfections. Harsh criticism that makes me bleed from the inside out.
I came from a woman who never felt love A woman who couldn’t seem to find the man above A woman who replaced love with lust To those filthy niggas, she entrust But OH HOW for granted they took her guts
I think, therefore I am But what do I think? What am I? What am I? I am beautiful I am free I am the fearful and wonderful creature that God made me to be
It will take you away from your mother It will feed you, clothe you, & raise you under its wing It will deceive you into believing you're becoming a man It will give you anything you want
"There's no flaws in dreams,"Said my mind to me,"Be who you are, And who you want to be."I may have a personality,That's flawed in many ways,But a mind that's reigns...
"There's no flaws in dreams,"Said my mind to me,"Be who you are, And who you want to be."I may have a personality,That's flawed in many ways,But a mind that's reigns...
Quadrant I avouches positivityNo matter what angle you gaze fromEvery daybreak, we wake up in the origin
Perfect sunkissed moonlight hides the lines of my imper
My flawless imperfections were made by God rigid skin, like the after effect of lightning versus a rod a black heart was made darker by man the kick start to life, man will not understand
Every time I wake up in the morning I wake up prepared for war I prepare to be demeaned, judged For things I cannot change Can change Attempt to change But never really change
A joyous smile
Something to be heard My voice is something to be heard. It carries soul, passion, and courage. It can be used for good, bad, and ugly.
Being Flawless doesn’t mean you’re beautiful To me its means I’m myself I am me 100% of the time But do people see that?
Self-seen The strongest I've ever been A societal strain Recites lies and prompts pain But I Refuse the abuse Fight hostility with happiness And affliction with bliss To be durable
I am flawless in my own eyes The mirror on the wall is a liar to us all Silence no longer will you bind me I am beautiful and I can do anything So mirror mirror on the wall lets go go go
burned 4 Fingers by hitting my Lamp instead of the snooze button dropped my phone on my cat, earning a huge scratch on my Arm
You aren't! They say,
I dont know about you but I wake up flawless everyday No doubt in my mind I'm beautiful in everyway
Come, Sit down and view my world Let me take you in They say my name As if it is I that should be ashamed. And yet, I win another battle
I am flawless from my head to my feet But that fact it is hard to recognize When all of society's lies Are playing on repeat It seems as though today Its wrong to think your body is okay
"I woke up like this,"My favorite singer said."I woke up like this,"The words ring in my head.What makes me flawless?What makes me perfect?I work hard, I play hard,but always remain studious.
When I look in a mirror, I don't see that girl in the movies, the beauty all the guys are after, or even the nerd, hiding a banging body and gorgeous eyes behind wire-rimmed glasses,
They whisper to come and waste your time on the
Because I am female I am flawless I am the yin To the yang I create balance In the universe
I've always had dreams Most people do But mine have become more Maybe not so fancy But practical and thats all I could ever ask for. I'm still standing tall Even after all I've been through
Some people walk through life, some people run. We can't stop regretting the things that we've done. Success it what drives us to be better, failure is what drives us to despair.
When I was 11, I was told to branch Out of myself, but the twigs grew in weird places. When I was 12, I sat on a fallen petal and broke a twig. It hurt.
There are no flaws with the body I wear.
My Black is Beautiful My black is beautiful because I don’t let it define me People judge me and assume I have a ghetto mentality
Standing at t
My flaws tell me one simple fact:
I wouldn't change a thing about the world Because if it wasn't for the curelness I wouldn't have been the beautiful woman I am today I wouldn't say I'm flawless to the eyes that lay on me
Mama's house smells of onions and garlic. Chicken is probably dissolving into a large pot of pinto beans, collards gurgling under a nearby lid.
In this place ridden with fear, Where every man is bound to shed a tear. This place that we are taught to call home, Soon becomes a place we feel alone. Quarantined in our own fears,
To be flawless is to shield away, the people who think it's okay, to make me feel THIS way. To be flawless is to take my fears, turn them into shears,
Myself is the way, gone astray-no way.
Perfect. That is such an impossible word. As if every
Born from Tragedy, A weak Seed planted in the Garden of Grief,
A daughter needs her dad so he can teach her his morals and life lessons, she needs him to teach her how to be strong, and a daughter needs him to help pick up the pieces when times get rough and he is gone.
Ah how did I get here? My curiosity has awakened. I don’t have many qualities, But don’t shed a tear. For I love myself, I have never-ending curiosity, And I always fulfill it without any fear.
I was made like this; created by a higher power, who took much of her or his time to make sure she or he got all of this right.
Ashes and blackness and hate Swirl around the little nestling Struggling to survive the boorish world It longs to have its fire created But can never seem to bloom a spark
I am Flawless, Just open up your ears, I am Flawless without photoshop Now wait, this will make your jaw drop, You look inside the shiny magazines at the glamorous models there
I am a Girl.
I woke up like this.. cracked, saddended. Each I day I find things That make me wonder What is "beautiful"? Is it the clear skin, The perfect body? The short answer is no.
When I was a young child, I loved myself. I confidently strutted my polka-dot sweater and striped skirt,
THEIR SOLITARY KINSHIP
Who am I and who will I become, to fall far from the family tree or be the last one? Who will accept my failures and love my flaws? Everyone loves a girl who is always less flawed.
on the spectrum of dreams only one is heard as usual in everyday life only one is valued no surprise "let us make a change" we repeat as nothing changes
My thighs expand the length of continents But the breasts I was given cannot be confused with mountains My hazel eyes ooze the color of a muddy emerald sea But the pores on my face are often compared to broad craters
I am independent, strong, and ambitious I’ve got goals, aspirations, that are oh so vicious Because I don’t hold myself down, I keep myself up
I sit and I stare into the mirror at my chest.
From day to day we fight to see the beauty behind thee, these cuts we cover dust to find the strength within the idea of we, anger leads to failure to go where we strive to be, denial of hope in the beauty we do not see,
I'm not like the other girls, I don't cake on makeup, I don't wear dresses and skirts, I don't need to.
I have scars from head to toe and burn marks to spare,
I am bound to you. Every moment spend together, Makes my love even better. The littlest things you do, Proves to me that our love is truly true. My eyes no longer get wetter,
I am flawless Because I am not perfect My body is riddled with imperfections Ones I was born with Ones that have come to be Ones I gained like battle scars
Day by day the colors change. Weeks after weeks you grow.
They say look in the mirror and then you'll see your worth. Well my mirror has been dirty even since birth. Scratches and a smuge, one right over my face. Society's image of me, in my mirrors place.
Listen to her. She's just like you. Admitting what's true, Waiting for response. Accept her for who she is, You only want the same. Love your sisters, Don't put them to shame.
I am a flawless, Ever changing, Work of art. I live my life differently Than others.
In my eyes..
"Worthless: (adj) 1.
Your thighs are too thick, your waist is too wide
I am flawless. Not because I'm perfect; Quite the opposite, in fact.
I am a body of water Stretching far and wide Beyond and away From my shores, to some unknown Place And my body is the water It rolls and ripples And my mind is the water Calm and glassy
Flawless is born in my thighs that stretch wide and thick
I am fire. Relentless. Feared. Powerful beyond measure. I am the night sky. Wonderful. Mysterious. Expanding infinitely into oblivion. I am the sun. Brilliant. Fierce.
Round perfect edges That is what they all want Smile when you should Laugh on queue Hair done just right Not a stray in sight Small waist Round curves All they desire
Flawless means Perfect, but everyone is not faultless. We have our perks and different personalities. I am flawless, not because of appearance, but because of my caring characteristics.
“I was always an unusual girl, my mother told the that I had a chameleon soul.
Since the days of Disney princesses, I've wanted to be a mermaid like Ariel Adventurous like Jasmine Fearless like Mulan Be able to see the good inside of people like Belle Their small frames and cartoon beauty
My hair, long and brown My face, straight and concentrated My body, short and ordinary None of it matters I can get through Whatever life throws at me My strength My desire My dedication
Not going to let another day pass me byEven though my hair maybe a messAnd I'm not going to lieI don't always pass the test But I'm going to let the world know that I'm flawless
I am fierce be on compare. The way my hair shines and sways as I walk. Many haters watch day by day.
An ocean is a terribly complex beauty.
I am from bright colored apron's from williams Sonoma and Andrew Zimmem.
I am that brown spot on a white sheet That has climbed a mountain of success Not only to be defined, yes But to be unique in this generation, I am blessed With my brown eyes staring straight forward
I have such a beautiful smile,
Fancy clothes, all the boys, all the shoes. Yes Girl. That sounds like the dream, everything you need materialistic things. You're so heartless it stings. Yes Girl
Am i flawless because i have a skin tone as bronze as a roman shields? Am i flawless because I am brave enough to differentiate myself from my peers?
Flaws I wake up and look in the mirror.
Can you feel it? The embellishment of my essence. Do you understand what makes him valuable? It's his thoughts combined with his actions.
Love and acceptance fuel the world I spread love I accept all No one can judge except those above I do not discriminate even against those from Montreal
32 pearly soldiers stand tall 32 white warriors guard the crimson life within. Gnashing, crumbling, biting,
I am the queen, I am the ruler. My body is my kingdom. It may be quite war torn,
Look at me, drenched in naivety- without a clue of how one should be. Look at me, take notice of my nervous walk- or the insecure expression when I talk. Get to know me,
Flawless: Adjective, Definition: Perfect I am flawless, flawless like a diamond. I am the Diamond. A diamond? yes. a diamond.
Beautiful and strong a queen can find this from within. No matter your size tall, thick, or slim. Beauty is what you make it, it cannot be defined. You are your own self-motivator, and you are one of a kind.
Flawless is not something that someone can be Each and every one of us is flawed Including myself I look in the mirror and I see nothing amazing I don't do everything perfectly
I Can be flawless my smile can be contagious i can be flawless
I Can be flawless my smile can be contagious i can be flawless
I am a beautiful black girl. I was born with beautiful kinky hair. I walk on beautiful thick thighs and I see through beautiful brown eyes.
Who is flawless ? I know that I am not. Nor do I claim that I am I am full of flaw as are you.
Two months ago, as I stared at my skin in the mirror, I asked myself why. They told me it would be hard, they told me the side effects might be harsh, but they never told me my disease would make me die.
Flawless is an image that people want us to create. A way for all of us to find a way to sedate, these feelings inside of true hate and remorse. Which is why I try and scream, but it just comes out all hoarse. This idea is just a way to try an
I am flawless But not in that way I am flawless Because I live today I dreamt of suicide once upon a time And I literally thought That death would be fine I looked down the barrel
Scrutiny. That's the world I would use to embody a mirror. Not vanity, or beauty, or even reflection. But scrutiny.
Rape. It led to my silence. For a year I let what happened control me, let HIM control me. Fear. I was scared.
"Flaws Flaws come to mind Flaws manifest themselves inside Like Diamonds from the rough, hard, coal, they shine, and climb Flaws inadvertanty make me shake And They chill me to the bone
Though she is fragile and shy, her eyes tell a story she cannot hide. Green as the leaf of a rose, her eyes attract you. Why? You don't know. Though she is fragile and shy,
I am a goddess A creation so divine that - galaxies will swirl in my veins- black and blue like a brusie so freshly wrought that the tinges of purple seem to darken the hues
I am flawl
Look into my eyes bright and intense forest green and autum gold give way to an old soul gentle and sweet and so full of laughter that tears of mirth gather so and fall like salty rain
You were born to be real, not perfect and to know in your heart that you are worth it I was born to add to this thing we call life
Flawlss an Perfection is what is admired What we desire We shame what we have. Im not perfect, but I'm glad
As you look through a crowd of clones who hold their heads down, you'll notice a girl who walks with her head held high Although, she doesn't realize her beauty She'll stand alone, always looking towards the sky
I am a diamond in the rough waiting to be taken out I am a rose amongst thorns I am a jewel in the pig's snout I am a pearl in the oyster being tossed about by storms
There are many things I'm not, but all the things I am and all my wonderful glam make me shine as bright as the sun is hot. Because I'm DYNAMITE.
No pain too unbearable Can keep hope away Some nights under a spell It's easy to forget I'm worth the effort To wake up tomorrow To suffer the work To look at myself and smile
Right here, right now, she sees what she wants Eyes, a nose, and a mouth The paint along her cheeks The black surrounding her eyes. It's a mask. Disguising the doubt and hate.
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall. Who's the fairest of them all? Don't be scared to look at your reflection. Everyone is different, you're the perfect complexion. Even when your hair is a mess.
Not triumph, but failure; Not prosperity, but defeat;
My hairs a mess I don't even distress of how I dress my leggings are all worn people are going to know it's all torn
A young woman named Alicia Lives, learns, listens, and loves Intends to impact others for the better, but how Could she make a difference?
I'll take my crooked finger and point into the mirror reflecting straight off of me, I must've taken a step closer since I vivdly remember what I can still see. I used my hands to domesticate my wildly untamable hair,
The door finally closes, another day spent, Another act finished, but I’m not content. I look in the mirror, stare into my eyes – Were they fooled today by my act, my disguise?
My true self lurks behind the doors wooden frame, Locked up in society's chains. The true me is not who I appear to be For the world discriminates against me.
My mind is a clock tower, the cogs ever turning; My heart a cauldron of passion foaming, churning, burning. I've yet to unlock what's deep down inside,
Me flawless, but still imperfect. Living in a tasteless society as
What makes me flawless?
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Breathe in then breathe out Pitch black The smell outside Is the smell of a future Thrown away into the depths
Fabulous Ha! I love that word Eight letters, three snaps Fa-bu-lous
When I was just a kid they told me that I was flawless. No baggage, No past, No bad decisions. They said I was the cutest little boy and would never fuss. No crying, No acting-out, No rude behavior.
Amber is not a unique name but every Amber is unique
I Write to people that will never know they were addressed Make art with hidden meaning and my untold secrets
Fearless of any obstacle Leader of others Absolutely confident Waking up ready to take on the world Learning how to perfect my craft Excellence at its best Striving for success Swagger at its finest
Maybe the best lesson I’ve learned is that I am not flawless I’m quite flawful. I dog-ear the pages of my books, I put too much sugar in my coffee, I use obscene language,
Flawless is with out error. Nothing wrong, nothing clearer. I am not flawless. Flawless is perfection, Not a hint of detection. I am not flawless. Flawless is a perfect life.
Sometimes I wonder about our generation How will we fit in with the larger population? We go through our days hoping to be distracted And we dont stop and think about the way we acted
I wake up, #FLAWLESS. No make-up. Bra-less. Should I wear jeans, or joggers? Every morning I go through all this... 20 minutes til I catch the bus, Eyebrows on FLEEK, hair looking plush,
I accepted Christ as my LORD That means he will reign over my life. When Christ comes in and makes me new I am made FLAWLESS to him no matter what I do. I am viewed with a clean slate
Pretty face, long hair. Skinny waist, the clothes I wear. Everything must be Perfect. Flawless. The way I walk, the way I drink. The way I talk, the way I think.
Time after time I am told not to wake up from the pill induced coma that they put me in, Supposedly brainwashed and made to think this round peg could never fit in to a square opening. But I woke up like this.
Have I got a voice A voice that amazes A series of listeners Proclaiming their praises My low notes are clear But my high notes are clearer And I’ll admit to being guilty
Dear Me, It doesn't matter what you say, you don't know me I don't even know me...well I'm still trying to figure me out And yes I have flaws but name a person who doesn't. Not you. And certainly not I.
I volunteer on weekends. I adopted a shelter dog. I have a 4.1 weighted GPA. I am a leader. I'm compassionate. I'm a good person. Who cares? First impressions
To wake up like this: Confident, poised, and care free Everything my grandmother hoped to live to the day I be To speak my mind:
Don't look that way Don't say those things There's another pretty woman Look away from the screens They are supposed to define you
Five feet tall brown body and all
I am so fucking flawless, yet no one cares to notice. The words I can say make me seem outspoken. If I was on survival island I would never be out voted. Know why? Because I'm that fucking flawless.
"I am Flawless" I mean I guess....I didn't always think so though. The way my stretch marks curve over my lower. The baby tooth I have that refuses to come out.
To be honest Physically, I am not in any way lacking flaws. I have hair in places I don't think it belongs, I have fat stick out where I'd rather it not.
Blessed with the gift to encourage, A quality that is possessed by few, yet needed by all. I woke up like this, Loving myself and my gift that has changed many lives. I woke up like this,
At night, I wait for her to come, My rays glistening silver on the pool below. The forest is quite and still; The stars wheel and dance around me. At night, I come to the pool in the forest;
Happiness As easy for me to spread as cooties Smiling is my super power With a laugh that can save a life Why shouldn't I fly up,up, and away? I will protect the world with the best of me
Watching watching Hear them speak I remain outside Watching watching Others try to pull me in I remain, I know my place Watching watching listening while others speak
I dont want to be flawless trying to be whats on TV I want to be flawless for just being me I may not have the nicest or newest shoes
I’m just your average guy, Two eyes, one nose Who knows the woes Of trying to fit in. But, listen to me, So that you may see, how I see, That that’s not all its cracked up to be
I am Flawless because i write, I am me because of my height, I praise the Lord each and everyday, Even though somethings don't always go my way, I still give him praise for all that he does,
I'm flawless! I'm handsome, i'm intelligent, and I'm FLAWLESS. No problems ever come my way, today is my day... to show the world that I'm flawless. And all of my worries, leave my mind in a hurry, because i'm flawless.
I am not perfect, for I am human,I envy, I hate, I love, and I fear,What worth can be seen in my living years?
I am who I am because I chose to be that way. I am strong, becasue of the pain I have endured. I am beautiful, because I have taught myself to radiate my happiness.
I am me. I have a passion for sports, but I am not a "jock". I love learning, but I am not a "nerd". I enjoy relaxing, but I am not "lazy". I wear baggy sweats, but I am not a "bum". I am me.
The silence deafens My ears, they ring My voice, it rises on distant wings. The words just flow so naturally in languages, French, or Japanese in accents
Flawless, a word for gemstones a word for little else imperfect perfect I think those words should be flipped I am not flawless I have freckles I have stretch marks
Me, I’m flawless in my own way, My definition of flawless isn’t what you think, I’m confident not cocky, Comfortable in my own skin, I don’t look at what other folks have, Because I look at what’s within,
Thick thighs, hazel eyes, the voice of an angel. In her own lane. Makes her own labels. We see you! We see you! Bow down bitches! Beyonce coming through.
You look in the mirror every morning at four and keep looking and wondering more and more why do you care how you look you ask why everyday must you do your hair and make up, such a tedious task
There ain’t nothing stronger than a broken back, Except crooked teeth in a cracked smile. The hardest fights are the ones simply lost, Violently fought, Which bring death for a while.
Beautiful. Me? Strangers say so. And friends. I don't see it. Guys don't see it. I don't get a glance. They flirt with girls In shorts and spaghetti straps.
Wanting to show my kindness, intelligence, beauty But fear that my confidence will receive the labels of pride and conceit I'm just going to be honest Every inch of me is flawless Vulnerable, anxious
Camera, Camera on my phone. Filter away all my flaws, Surly I do lie, but beauty is key , Without filters, We shine flawless like gems, Now we see eye to lens, Simple beauty,no trends.
I woke up like this, Crazy bed hair, dark circles, bad breath, and weird PJs I'm not flawless I don't have the perfect body, or shape I don't have the perfect life or family In fact, I'm far from flawless
Not Your Conquest There is no distress In this damsel I am not the conquest In the grand adventure of your story
(something is different as you dislodge it from the cookie) If you be the miricle you want to see happen, that miricle will not happen But for some chance that it does, behold the next level
Reliance on your reflection in the mirror
I want you to see the part of me that glass so often hides. Scrolling down your Instagram feed, you would barely even recognize me. I want you to see the part of me that is hidden by makeup
Behind the perfection of the picture lies a whole different person a girl who is seen differntly in social media and out in public
Flawless It is just a word People strive to become it People die to become it But it is just a word Beauty is in the eye of the beholder That's one person's opinon
The scratches that flicker the surface, They are unforgivable flaws. We spin a web of lies in its face. We risk choking under its gauze. So cunning the spider is. Writing new names for the pig.
I am perfect beyond imperfection Nothing can comprehend this lesson That the rise and fall of every good king
I was born with a heart so Gold As I grew old, it grew so cold Through hearbreak and suffering
Everyday the goal post moves, The grass dies left, And the mind thus soothes, Every step past was taken, The failed will be left at the door, Everyone met has also mistaken,
Start the day working. Whether it is on a car Or on a drawing. I work untill it is done.
As a seamstress I know my measurements 40'26'40 also known as a perfect hourglass If I were a model I would be considered plus size Knowing such kills my confidece but is no surprise
I run and I climb The ropes of success
I stand tall with my head held high; Shoulders back and ready for the ride; Watching eagles spread their wings; Listening to the Angels sing. I see myself in my mind’s eye;
WHO’S FLAWLESS? Flawless because I’m contempt with the person I am / becoming. Flawless because I’m eighteen proud and gay. I am the problematic child.
You can call me perfection. though some may say "objection". I need no protection. through all this neglection, I have become perfection.
The clothes I wear are colorful The clothes I wear are fun The clothes I wear are happy The clothes I wear are me When you look at me I hope you think high of me I don't dress down I dress up
A rush of silence cascades down the dimly lit aisles A calming sense of anticipation looming in the darkness
I am FLAWLESS When I fall, I am going to rise I am challenged with many obstacles And yet I am still just fine I refuse to fall under a stereotype Because I am a woman
Underneath the makeup that you layer everyday That thick and waterproof courage that still will wash away You pass the mirror each evening and shudder at the sight
My brown eyes are flawless My brown eyes melt into golden pools of emotion and wisdom That you can't even fathom My brown eyes are those of an innocent doe
I wear confidence like a fancy leather jacket crafted from Italy.
It sways in a brisk bree ze, and curls with the use of goose greese. It can point like the horns of a springbok antelope, and saturates in juice when eating succulent cantaloupe.
See this eye of mine? Look close, even closer... This is a work of art, something so magnificent, no magnifier is needed to see, the stunning sky within me. No, that is not a reflection.
I did not wake up like this. My skin was not covered in a film of nude foundation. My eyes were ringed with dark circles, not 4 different shades from the new Naked palet.
Feeling beautiful and loved from all insde Loving the looks that my parents gave me Anyone who looks at me says I'm beautiful
I am told on the daily that I don't act or look like I'm supposed to be, but what am I supposed to be? Why do I need to be as others say?
I stare in the mirror and what do I see? My flawless self staring back at me I don't need makeup or any type of weave I just get up, get dressed, blow myself a kiss, and leave
I hope... Because I care... Because I love my friends... Family... Neighbors... The powerful message... Jesus taught me To love your neighbor as yourself If it wasn't for that
A thousand stories pacing up and down the streets. They are just children grown up too fast, Smiling faces with very broken pasts. A thousand differences Not good or bad
We all have dreams to strive for a goal to reach to reach for we just have to wait for the right moment to get success like the Romans
In this world I am many things
Why not draw a picture That creates symbols of your life Why not show how you made it Even through tough times It's like a portal to joy
I'm racing my ghosts. They drift silently
In today's society and social media, Beauty is changed in many ways. Social Media has changed our view of others.
My crooked smile and loud laugh Are things that make me flawless My hyperactive crave for change Are things that make me lawless My 4'10" stature and petite frame Attribute to my smallness
I am flawless Can't you see? From the top of my head down
it escapes me
All around me I see teenagers, Teenagers with no respect. They'll over talk their teachers, Swear anywhere they travel. That's not me, I respect everyone I meet. I don't even expect the same back.
When I open my mouth Diamonds flow out Words of grace, intelligence and faith When I smile All you see Is pearly whites Straight, and perfect Made from God Himself I may be imperfect
My hair my nails my tan? All rockin'! But how might you ask is my body not shockin'?
I am flawless because I'm flawed, The imperfections make me perfect, I'm flawless because I'm 6 foot 5, I have to duck in the shower, And check the pool's depth before I dive,
They say I am too much of me,
I always wonder if It was only me dreaming that Im going to live successfully. But i can't ague for being in poverty, because mommy crying, "I sorry baby".
Midnight in the city, many people still wandering about. I happen to be one of those people, I began to doubt. Upon realization that the crowd around me was missing something,
I may fall some times but I get back up. I may stumble but I want go down. You think Im perfect, oh no im far from it. Theres only one, The Only Begotten Son.
Being flawless does not mean that you're beautiful,
Everybody tries to fit in to places they don't belong Like trying to put two pieces of a puzzle together that shouldnt be there Fit into your own puzzle Be yourself Be flawless.
There I was another day spent counting miles subtracting calories calculating deficits. Run, run to look good, run to look pretty, run so boys will like you.
what's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing. I'm not all about that swag ,but more class. what's wrong with the car I'm driving can you tell it's out of style. Sure I still use a walkman
They would yell I was fat, I wanted to change that, It was something I feared, but my mind was soon cleared, I gave it a shot, I tried a few squats, It changed my whole life,
You flawed up, they’d say You a mess up, they shout Hair a mess, tears were more, they were cruel They couldn’t care less how I was hurting to the core, they were cruel.
You won't get lost in my brown eyes, My face is often littered with big red dots, I can't flip my hair like a Garnier commercial. My eyebrows need plucking, My legs need a shave,
Flawless; no. Passionate; yes.
Sitting before a mirror, I cannot believe my ears. Held with such esteem, these poisonous creeds speed
My strongest feature can't be seen in my face no makeup needed to create it nor false images on insta or twitter I don't need a false persona or a hot ontorage nor a reputaton as the baddest chick
I hear these songs singing about my body Every girl and every boy is judged Can you feel the burning eyes? Those who judge are judged upon Those who watch are also watched Look at yourself
alone thats all i will ever be how can he see the beauty in me if i cant see it in myself images posters plastered all over maybe if i was her her or her but no im ME
There is something about Her independence Works for days and then goes out and plays and she trust you completely There is something about Her independence she never “needs you”
Strugling, fighting to define one word. perfection. In my dictionary, there are many definitions. One of them is me. One of them is you. Every.Single.Individual.Perfection. It's a disease of the mind.
I woke up like this Flawless
Her hair was tied back into a single ponytail As she dug her shoulder into her much more masculine opponent. The quaffle was safely cradled into her arm And there was no way in hell she was going to give it to him.
I’ve got nice hair My teeth are alright But neither are worthy of veneration. The FLAWLESS part of me is my resilient nature. I am not without flaws by any means.
I am flawless, No defects, no faults, I forgive and I forget,
I am flawless because I am human. I am flawless from my natural ends to my pink polished toe nails. I am flawless for my fisty attitude and for the sway of my hips as I walk down the school halls.
It's never easy to feel good But you have to think back to react I am worthy for I am loyal I am flawless for I am empowered Nothing limits my dreams Only I decide how much to strive or cry
I have insecurities, I have scars, but everything I have is what makes me ME all these flawless things I have
Flawless My words are flawless. My mind is far from perfect And my spelling is atrocious I studder and i stumble, But my words. My words have never failed me.
This ain't a poemThis isn't a pleaThis be a decreeThis be for all 'emWho see none for 'emWho see none agreeThat they have espritThat they are all inYou are flawless
Beauty is in the Eyes of Society Growing up, I was never skinny; my skin was dark and all I wanted was to be pretty. I was 10; looking at magazines, seeing all of the skinny girls
Tell me what is really flawless?
I am flawless yes
I sure am flawless Flawless that's what I am I sure don't look like Beyonce Don't have an ass like Nicki Minaj My voice, man forget about it Sing a song and make a baby cry And still
Flaws Imperfection What is perfect Having flaws is perfect You are perfect
To have self-worth is to know who you are. To know who you are is to understand what you stand for, what you believe and be prepared to defend those beliefs. To have self worth is to accept the
Im only flawed if i allow myself to be But i will not because i am free This world, corrupt and black Gives more labels than it does fact If we follow we are flawed Machines have you forgotten we are human beings?
In their eyes, My ambitions are governed by the thoughts of a prize. For simple tasks, I'm not considered but simply despised. Looking at the mirror, I see more than they can.
Who am I? You should know who I am. Standing tall, with my head up above. Looking beyond the present in hopes to build a future so strong no one could even grasp the concept of going backwards.
Words have been used since way back in the day. Way back then in the cavemen days. We evolved from grunts and now use words for "fronts".
Being flawless is hard work Doesn't happen in just one day I look at myself in the mirror day by day Days go on and you look the same "Man, why am I feeling so grey?"
Everyone has a voice,
I have become the face side of a penny-- Hoping to be lucky, But scuffed by a hurrying shoe, turned over in the dust. Passing faces only see the outside of you-- But I see your heart
Chocolate brown eyes glare at the early moring sun Hair a mess; a nest atop of her She streches ans yawns and falls back Wriggling around in bed a fuss is made Let her sleep, o let her sleep
Chocolate brown eyes glare at the early moring sun Hair a mess; a nest atop of her She streches ans yawns and falls back Wriggling around in bed a fuss is made Let her sleep, o let her sleep
I once lied about being me My lies become my dreams I can't no longer be who I wanted to be Because the lies changed me internally Because I wanted to be flawless
Put on make up, do your hair, wear nice clothes, be gentle and fair In order to be flawless that's what you have to do. Here's what I have to say to that Fuck you
Who remembers what it’s like to be a virgin?
The name of my people is "Hmong" and we are self-dubbed "The Free" - whatever that means. But contrary to the lies, the stereotyps, and the idealized, I have big brown eyes
I"m flawless when it comes to cosplay My hair is perfection and my makeup is stunning My skin is a smooth as ever not a bump to be seen My waist line as small as I can get it to fit that exact character
F-is for the fire that burns in my soul L-is for the love of the game
She is Flawless, not because of her looks but for who she is She is Flawless because she is confident in who she is and how she looks She knows the make-up doesn't make her
So some of my friends recently asked me, want to go swimming today? And I gave them a foul, foul look, and stated without delay No. I clearly don’t want to swim in the pool so you can go play
They say she laughs too much Her red lipstick is smeared and she doesn't play nice Torments of sneers pass her in school halls
What is being Flawless?While you complain about your body I embrace mineWhile you sigh and make the days shorter I live out my own and elongate themSo again I ask what is being Flawless?
Flawless? There is no such thing. Everyone has them no matter how much they try to hide. Those little imperfections, mistakes, and problems. But that’s what makes a person.
True Beauty comes from the inside My laughter is contagious, My smile can light up a room True Beauty comes from self discipline and responsibility I strive to learn more and always do more
You said what?My very presence makes people scowl with envy.My perfection is somewhat nausiating but pure.You said what?That's right; I earned every bit of it.
When did it become socially unacceptable to be an individual? So what I don't weigh the same as you or have the same style as you. Does that make me any less of a human being?
Success does not come naturally
i am a mere inhabitantin a constellation of chaosand often timesi have a habitual inclintationto escape from these wallsthat harbor looming memories
Let's take it on back,Let's revese some tracks,We'll start here, then go there,We'll see if we end up anywhere, This person you see,Ain't nothing to be,I'm nothing great,But I don't hate,
I thought I was the flawless in the past. But now I realize that with the critiques and the mistakes I've made, I am flawless with a cause. I am flawless because I have flaws on the outside that teach me.
I'm have many good traits, I'm "flawless" But people only watch for the bad traits regardless Similar to a pacifist, I'd probably go outside and help someone after this I'm benevolent, a GOD sent
Gems and Dimonds and most of the lot are smeared and bruised by life's dirty plots so thus we gems so thus we diamonds work from dust to bring new light we are not perfect
If you turn on the TV, You’ll see society’s image of perfection. The pearly white teeth leering,
Who is this Flawless that you speak of? Are her onyx eyes exotic? Are her supple breasts orgasmic? If Flawless must be corporeal Forgive me, I am not her. Like air, I am intangible
Brown skin aint beautiful to a world that sees only white My braided hair looks like dreadlocks to those with long silky blonde hair Bright red lipsticks make my lips look huge You cant see me during nighttime selfies
I am ideal. I wake up every morning,
In a world where a dull mind is a virtue, There live very few men who Through learned lenses see The world as it was meant to be seen. A world that is not neat and clean,
Time passes I age And people think My beauty fades I feel young I will grow But my beauty Will stay as so My demeanor Displays my youth My natural locks
I take up labels On an endless mission to actually discover Every aspect of who I am And I would proudly use “flawless” as one check off the list, Even though I am flawed. If you believe you are perfect
Flawless perfect in everyway. Everyone wants to become flawless.
I'm perfectly and wonderfully made
I was fifteen before I realized that no one could ever love me as much as I loved me And a revelation of poetic, creative, fertile ideas were released inside of me
Why am I kickass? My grades are quite high, for me the girls would die, I've got luscious brown hair, when you're older you'll care, I jump high for my heighth also, I'm white.
I wake up to a sea of white. Is this what society is preparing me for? Being marginalized as "that black girl". I expected more. Perhaps my standards were too high,
Today, I woke up and I saw myself. Not the person I usually see Not the girl that has to be dressed up with hair freshly done to be beautiful. I saw myself.
When I was a good little Catholic girl, I was sweet as sugar and always adorned in dresses that fluttered in my wake as I chased after my older brother, longing to fit in his shoes, worshiping the ground he walked on.
In the day I shine.
I do not understand my mother.My mother is the head of business,went-back-for-master’s,workaholic who bringsin about ninety nine percentof the household income.My mother once snapped at a man
I wake up every day and I think I look okay but it wasn’t always this way.
its not just my looks but yours too I'm flawless just like you if you don't believe me look in the mirror you will see me and flawless i shall be.
Fierce and low budget do not belong in the same sentence But that was my predicament, the low income dilemna I was stuck facing My parents said I don't need to be flawless I need God because of my flaws
Flawless I admit, I'm not the type to know about fake eyelashes My curls fall apart by at least ten in the morning But, I know with all these cyber-quick flashes That the power of my gaze will go storming
I’ve been labeled in life as if I were fresh produce in the store waiting to be bought. But my bruises and blemishes, my deformities made me unworthy of the price the sign above me read.
I can see dead eyes stare back at me In the hallways of Hell Skin and bone and exhaustion Hidden behind eyeliner and lipstick, Hunger ignored for the sake of love That won’t last more than a night,
Papers cover pink grey fortifications, Although the area within would ignite phobia, Papers and writer hears no limitations, Except those from writers with corrupted cornea.
In a great, small depth of the world
From white to black and pink to blue, my biracial skin makes me #flawless like you. From birth to adulthood, society has taught us nothing but where out differences stood,
Rush through the hallway Head down Books clutched in my hands Pressed against my chest. Don’t make eye contact! Don’t let them see your face. Good. Now keep going. Not too fast!
You said I’d always be yours You told me you wanted to be the one I loved, The one I could tell anything to. The person who can cheer me up on my darkest days The person I can feel safe with,
No matter how I look, no matter how I am percieved, I have the fire within my eyes, Emotion I can express, That can intrigue, Stir up emotion Sexual,
They call us thieves - filthy, hungry, bean-eating wetback thieves. They look at our brown skin and sneer. But they do not know who we really are.
What makes me flawless?
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Am I beautiful ? Depends who you ask Am I funny ? Depends who you ask Am I cool ? Depends who you ask I am who I am I am like everyone else Unique Different
Imperfection is what makes us flawless. It lets us appreciate the true beauty around us.
My body shakes violently; My breathing is getting fast, Another sharp jab trough my heart. Defeated by this pain the pieces fall. I search wildly for my dear friend. My tears flow like the rivers streams.
I stay classy, I stay true, I stay me, That is how I stay flawless, I listen to old music, I watch movies in black music, I paint my lips in red That is how I act flawless,
Sometimes I brush my Hair, and some days I don't care. Sometimes I wake up and don't Even know what to wear.
Women are more than just pretty little things; We are genius, we are classic, we are the female kings. So when someone says being smart more than pretty just isn’t right; Well, let’s just say I do get very contrite.
Live life like no tomorrow, Have no regrets, Make the best of everyday, You never know what can be found
My lips curve just right When I smile My eyes continuously sparkle They've done so since I was a child I'm not small darling Get it right, I'm petite I'm not saying it in arrogance
Blonde hair and blue eyes, That's what makes me, ME;
It hasn't been perfect. We've made mistakes, stumbled blindly. Held the status quo...for the wrong reasons. Ignoring what we could have accomplished. But it has gotten better.
My hair is pristine. My body is beautiful. Nothing can change that.
How many times will I let them tear me down? When will enough be enough? The mockingjays taunt and call without any substance behind them. Forgive them for they know not what they do.
Mirrors tell the truth, you see They are blunt and honest, the worst but best kind too It's hard trying to see yourself when it's impossible too. You can't count on people's words either.
Im trapped ,day in and day out. I am prisioner to myself. Fat, lazy, unhappy,cold, Thats what they call me
I am flawless. I was born to love all I come across in a world of war. I was raised to love all that hate me. I am flawlessly loving in nature. I shall spread my love to all the world, As I am like no other.
They see my faults; I see only beauty.
She doesn’t need to worry about the size of her body,The length of her hair,The color of her eyes.To know she’s perfect.
You're ugly A nerd Too short The list is endless People can be cruel Pointing out your flaws as if a game I remain unfazed These are not lies they tell me Yet i am not affected
I have had braces for 5 long years.
God is the maker of all mankindHes so flawless he will blow your mindI wanna be a member of his teamTrying to live holy with
"Up from the ashes"
Bitch, I am flawless but didn't wake up like this I was born this way
Wherever I walk at night the light turns off..
My core was corrupted many years ago by a fiend who krept into me via my right eye it scampered and planted its many seeds if doubt so that when it eventually left me, I was unsure of my true value
I was that girl, who weighed more than she should've. Who wore glasses and braces to make my appearance even more bitter. I was the girl who was always "just a friend", because my face was naked, curly hair on my head.
My theatre room used to be the dance room.
Put down the phone, Wipe off a mask of high dollar paint, Let down my mangled, dull almost dread-locked hair. And I am finally natural. But in that mirror, big enough to show every angle, I see a person I don’t know.
Who am? Who am I without all the makeup?
I am Photogenic, yes capital P
I'm flawless can't you tell? I'm better than you in every aspect RESPECT *snaps*
A smile so bright, a smile so straight. Let it be known, let it be shown.But a smile not so bright, a smile not so straight. Not quite known, not really shown.
"Google define 'Flawless' " "without any blemishes or imperfections; perfect."
When no one sees my beauty I see perfect flaws The way my eyes or shaped The way they shine with wisdom I see freckles that are uncommon
Flawless;That's a word i would use to describe you and me;
My name is Josh, not Joshua. I prefer the first however the other was given at birth. I am respectful, polite everyone agrees My goals include college in pursuit of degrees. I found myself in my teens,
we all deal with trying to fit in with the way we dress or feel everything that people say seems so real
"You are beautiful in each way that I can
Sun rises up Sun shines on my face I open my eyes, stretch to Heaven and I sense God's smile upon me. Looked at myself in the mirror, what do I see?
Walking into class, I will not say a word. Blind glances, mute snickers, and invisible smiles fill the void. I am aware of many things. I laugh in a closed circle; my
When I was 15 I lost my parents, My mom and dad is in heaven now, Sitting up in the clouds watching me everyday,
Flawless doesn't mean perfect, We let celebrities and athletes define it for us. Flawless means that you have accepted your flaws, You've learned to love them and use them to inspire others.
I am flawless because I have flaws, I am flawless because I work hard. I am flawless because I have weaknesses, I am flawless because I don't discard. I hold onto my emotions, my appearance,
Beauty is skin deep For some that may be true For others its not how they look
love your photograph it's now all social media don't fear criteria getting likes, sharing pictures everyone has different scriptures. sometimes people feel insecure
Through my eyes only I can see, The faults, the flaws that lie within me. The way my hair falls to the side, The way my eyes squint when I smile. The movements I make when my hips sway,
Shaken Adopted Abandoned Abused Moving Friendships Endings Death
Looking into the mirror, Wiping away the tears. A new day is ahead And a new face appears. No one can see past The cover that is shown, But nobody really understands What is called the unknown.
Yes I know I am not perfect. But who are you to point that put? No matter what you say, my confidence will remain the same. I will feel beautiful. I will feel pretty. Becasue I am flawlessly flawed.
Hair out of place and makeup all smeared Like a corpse that’s been dead for several long years
i must be like water. i must exist in all forms. i must be clear and ever perfect. i must move and contiune through without fail. not matter the trail or forces set to stop me i must be flawless and finish the race without fail.
My name is Marilyn, yes like Monroe I have my own standards that I strive to meet I decided a long time ago I was never going to retreat I am flawless because I am not normal
I AM HERE ! I AM ALIVE ! LOOK AT ME MAMA!
The controlling controller roams in her controlling world, thinkinking highly of the crazy cool adventurous odesseys she embarks on. Her blanket is her cape to escape
I think I am beautiful, In a different sort of way. I always keep them laughing, And they just want me to stay. My face is something of my own, One alike you'll never see.
Looking at my reflection every morning Never knowing what to expect Some days I love it some days I hate it But one day I look inside the reflection and see someone beautiful
I am who i am, no longer can anyone tell me who i am Tears flowed down my face, anger and rage flowed through my veins Those were the days when I wasn't who I am Now im at peace, My self esteem at its finest peak
Give your heart to me, you said Give it all to me Change the way you love for me Change the way you breathe Fill your heart with joy from me Fill your head with stories
Flawless or more like lawless I thought I could handle it but it was all a mess. People would judge my decisions But they don't recognize my superstitions Either way it doesn't matter
Im weird Yeah I said it. Im wierd
Numbers don't define me The numbers of my GPA The numbers in my bank account The number of hours I spend putting on make up Or rather The number of seconds I actually don't The numbers on the scale
Acne scars and facial blemishes My true beauty is what these do not diminish, It's the fact that I can get through the day with a smile Even when I'm sporting a messy hair style
I am flawed You are flawed. We are all flawed. These flaws can be physical: not matching to what society wants, not being the stereotypical beautiful covering it up with powders and cloth.
I see you, Standing by my side. Waiting to catch me when I fall. Ready to help me out. We all act as if we united We are one We are powered But how united are we?
The Sun, So high in the sky, but never too close to melt my wings, but far enough to shine light upon the future ahead of me.
Freak by: Sophia vazquez They call me a freak Every word against me, my anger rises to the peak.
Every morning there is a bucket of bricks on my back. It slowly reaches to the top as the skinny and the fabulous come in from their room of perfection.
I go through struggles everyday, yet I still stand Here now and moving forward always ready Green eyews follow where ever I am My cunning is often deadly
Fear no opinons Let you be you Always be who you want to be Win the hearts of those you love Love yourself Express how you feel Show compassion for others See the beautiful butterfly you are
Some people are ones, others are zeros and the rest are among the infinity this lies in between them. I am among the infinity. I'm incomplete, yet satisfied
My incapacity to despise my flawsis what makes me flawless.
Dress how you want, please do not change, but accept these glares as we call you strange. Pick a size, just any size, but feel shameful as we tell you otherwise. Take control, assert yourself, do what is right,
Legs like towering columns
The girl that everyone sees is the girl that is confused about life in general. She is the love of her life, she is the dreamer, the lover, the helper, there are to many words to say about her.
How does it happen? That moment when you first realize a flaw? I thought: So many people hate themselves.
No, I am not Kelly Clarkson I really do have hazel eyes, Its where my conscience hides It tells me I am beautiful But I deny It sings me lullabys when I cry about how pretty hurts,
Alone in the forest of the black gnarled trees They beckon for me to join them in the dark. No moon shines bright through where there should be leaves, Just black, bare. branches and bark.
To count on both hands how many flaws I have, but to see it adds up to more than 6, you must be mistaken. Then I realize, it is not my flaws that are counted, no it is the flaws that society,
I am fierce
I fill my lungs With the nebulas and stars. Breathe in the frost of the moons, Exhale the rays of the suns. I let my eyes dance like stars In the cosmic heavens above.
Sun shining bright through the window's ruby curtains, She got up. Hair in disarray, Face a mess with squinted brown eyes, She was bare, untouched, raw
My lips are chapped and peeling and blistered and red and sore and raw but soft and plump and full and pink and curvy and luscious and perfect
I was once an ugly black girl with a big gap
Since all we know is in relation, It's hard to know true perfection, although we must know that we have two things in us.
I didn’t need the orthodontist My crooked teeth were fine More than fine, really Everybody said so I didn’t need the orthodontist My smile was genuine More than genuine, really
Long limber legs clumsy yet cultured- diamond shaped face both priceless and scarred- bouncy brunette hair too complicated in the mornings but too simple at night- who is she?
My Philosophy,- -It’s Flawless, Perfection. It’s Visceral, immaculate. No right, no wrong. Naught but self-reflection, A supernova’s glow, set upon all direction.
One day I hide away Only to stay Somewhere grey So day I may stry But today is not that day
I See,but the heart can see what the mind may
Even though I'm freckled and thick Even though I'm blind and poor Even though I'm short and white Your words don't hurt me anymore I've come to learn what it's all about
Weird, People think I'm weird for how I spend my time, Writing rhymes, But I like that part of me,
If I could write a letter to me
I am not a diamond. I am not a queen. I am not a dream. I am simply me. I am what I love. I may not be perfect to you, but I wouldnt be anyone else. I look into the mirror and see
Flawless A word in simple meaning, Yet powerfu in nature. Flawless A term that describes perfection, And can be used as misdirection. Flawless Can be thrown around,
Twisted knots of wool rubs and burns against my wrists
Respect my voice for it is stronger and power. I am bold and brave becasue I wouldn't have it any other way.
The beauty within yourself is based on conciousnes Most people seem to always brag about what they have, Others just tend to whine about what they don't, I'm more in the midle.
The beauty within yourself is based on conciousnes Most people seem to always brag about what they have, Others just tend to whine about what they don't, I'm more in the midle.
Mirrors upon mirrors upon mirrors right left back forth I see my face it's all shiney and rough needing to much attention yet needing none
Expressing how I feel sometimes confuse me a great deal Can I understand myself? Or better yet can you? I dont always say what I feel But when I do I keep it real Anywhere any place
The only way I can relieve all this missery all this pain is to scream,
For starters I'm more confident than anyone I know Litteraly, nobody can match me when i put on a show
A/N: I was thinking about what I think makes me flawless, and I think it's my intense survival instinct. So here's a poem about that.
What is behind it? The void The abyss The unknown Behind it is whatever it pleased to be
Is there a thing as flawless? Or is that just something they taught us? Can anyone be perfect? And if so is it worth is? Being flawless is boring. It keeps the mind from exploring.
Soft hazel eyes A smile with infinite wonders As I enter a room I never encounter a stranger Im more than Flawless, Im Priceless A gem in my mothers eyes And a diamond in my Saviors
iWoke up like dis! My face is flawless From very rounded square edge Every small freckle My 3 beauty marks - they make triangle around my mouth The shine in my dark brown eyes
I'm an artist, freed from logic, An idealist, un-tied to politics, I'm a writer, a leader, but no cheater, I'm a finder, not a keeper. No one can tie me, I'm a fighter, not a lover,
I don't care how I look I can control a fifteen hundred piund animal So I sure as hell do not need your opinion. I have struggled all my life to love myself And now that I do, I have never been happier.
My thighs stretch out across the seat when I sit.
Young folks these days are constantly surrounded by expectations Look like this! Wear these clothes! Lose weight! Be attractive! But for some reason, none of this media propoganda ever stuck with me.
How I am flawless? What a bore, These weak and fragile ideals, We hold them close, To build ourselves up, But the world in its flawless heart, Strikes us into chaos How am I flawless?
The way I love is so bizarre. You'd see it as I watch the stars on a late night, his hand in mine, as we talk of our future: oh, we'll be fine. I think of how this came about.
Deep thoughts. Calm and selfless. For you, I shall do anything.
Everyone is BEAUTIFUL. FLAWLESS is unattainable; as is PERFECTION, GOD is the only being of Perfection. He created us, in His Image; So aren't we all Beautiful? Beauty is measured by your soul,
Confidence It wakes me up Puts a smile on my face She is my best friend My best girlfriend Confidence whispers compliments in my ear Throughout the day Just to get me through it
We are the generation of a new millennium.Be proud?Our title could’ve been better, it sounds pretty corny,I looked online, no one seems to think thatWe’re going to be the ones that save the world
I am Flawless like the sky is starless
When did "what filter should I use?" become a real question? Is natural lighting not enough? The real beauty is in your eyes, Not in the tint of the screen.
I'm flawless because I'm not a size two I'm flawless because I have acne I'm flawless because I'm not the perfect friend I'm flawless because I have enemies I'm flawless because of my family
They say there's no such thing as perfect But I happen to know that talk is cheap Flawless is the best thing to be To be who I am I must accept who I am Flawless is just an act that lays beneath
Three times I felt like I needed to end my life. Three times I felt like I couldn't keep going. Three times I felt flawed. Three times I looked myself in the eyes and found enough fire to keep fighting.
Feel like we ain't good enough Like someone else is always better Always lying to ourselves Why we make ourselves these fretters
I am over-weight and thats bad, right?
Someone once said that we all wear a mask to hide our true self and to fit in with the rest. But whose mask is the best. I think we have reached a point where everyone has a mask. I don’t know who I’m talking to and that makes me feel bad.
Sparkling thats how they're seen Blood shot how they feel after hours of work Portals to the soul thats how they're cliched
To learn how the world works
I am strong
I'm Flawless Not because my skin is clear or my body is perfect Cause I'm Far from both .. But because I love.. I love hard .. I'm flawless cause my loyalty runs deep
I am the girl that wears a lot of make up, which hides who I really am. Eye shadow, eye liner and foundation, I wear it all. The make up disguises who I really am;
Baby, I'm flawless No wrinkles, no scars. Curves from top to bottom And I can show you where they are. Baby, I'm flawless No stress, no fear. When I walk in a room
Modern times are curious. My eyes see the refreshed feed that refresh me and make me see. Fancily Photoshopped fellas “free of flaws” but they are unable to emulate me. Modern times are curious, see?
Many women are ashamed of their bodies. I was. I hated my stringbean figure, My straight hair that never does what it is told, My thick legs, My freckles, My glasses and my eye color.
I am my own kind of sexy, beautiful, weird, corky selfDon't need to prove to others how fab I am, just look into my heart and you'll seeThe true flawless diamond that had been kept well groomed and stored
Upon a cloud with nothing loud
I am a perfect lot of destruction a beautiful messy room a hopeful little girl I am a construstion worker a cleaner a hopeful young lady I am a builder
Let me take a selfiewith a good camera, not my beat up iPod with the crack across the screenBut a good camera, a good nikon or canon with good focusWhere you can set the exposure with a tap of your finger
If sin and Beauty became as one, What astounding creation would be done? Would it not befuddle the mind, A thing of beauty and transgression designed? A flawless child meets the eye,
Melt the liquid make-up from my solidified face. I have let my friends, my family, and myself weld it straight to my face. It masks my freckles, my fear, and my blemishes.
It's been my dream in life to be taken seriously To be intelligent To be adept To have a voice But at every turn it's If you just used a little rogue and shadow
A blurred version of myself stares back at me the trail of hot tear stains linger on my cheeks as I ask the reflection "am I beautiful?" the question presses into my mind,
Who taught you to hate yourself? From our curly hair to our Nubian skin They could never put us down
My heart whispers. And I panic. My heart will whisper and it will murmur. I was scared, And I couldn’t breathe, When my heart leapt forward, And forgot to beat, For the first time.
I am flawless not because of my looks, But rather because of the way I study my books I am flawless not because of the clothes I wear Because clothes can go out of style just like my hair
The mirror is my perfection. It reflects, contradicts, opposes And reflects, reveals, interposes. I am; I am not. Two same divided. It allows me to realize what pride hid: Mistakes, mess-ups, mull-sided
I don’t know myself or who owns my eyes. I feel like an actor; a ghost, a disguise, I’m a colorless stranger and I let myself rot; but others are special, and them, I do not.
Beauty is many things But it is NOT power Confidence. Strength. Intelligence. These things give me power These are the things that make me feel FLAWLESS Beauty is many things
I won't cry in front of you, but I'll cry over you. I won't let anyone see me break, but I break down. I want nothing more than to go to school and teach, but it seems like a long shot.
Muisc is my life Music is my passion Music is a way for me to release all my emotions Without music, my life would be shattered. What I've been through, What I've seen. What I've heard,
Here's a little story of the girl who thought she'd never make it. Growing up in a world that told her all she has to do is fake it. Seeing the world in black and white isn't right, and she knew it,
I woke up with slob stuck to my face but I'm still flawless Hair a mess, all over the place but I'm still flawless
They are what make us unique, What makes us learn from our mistakes. Everyone has them, so how can you say who has the better mutation? These tiny imperfections are what differentiate us from one another.
Is it the clothing you wear, The makeup you use, Or the style of your hair? Society puts us on a pedestal to be perfect The goal is to look like a model, right? To aspire a size 2 dress.
I hate the word disorder and they say that's the best way to describe it; as if you were a book from their shelf taken out of alphabetical order
My dad said once That flaws are what make a woman beautiful It took me eighteen years to believe it
Those words, flowing through my mind like a boat on the ocean. Up, down. Up, down. Where am I going?
I'm flawless? Yes. You, beating yourself up in there, are flawless. Your A and AB honor rolls In elementary and middle schools didn't go away. Sure, they didn't stick around for high school, but
Wake up feeling FLAWLESS. Fierce, Living day by day with no fear.
4:32 am I sit up and look around my room only to see different shades of black, each just as lonely as the next.
I wish You all could see The small girl behind the facade. Behind the facade That does nothing but show off And try to prove to everyone that she is a woman. When really
A knife through your heart, they tell you how you feel. A smile on your face, they tell you what to say. One more dish on the counter, you better do what you’re told. One more load in the washer, you better get a job.
A knife through your heart, they tell you how you feel. A smile on your face, they tell you what to say. One more dish on the counter, you better do what you’re told. One more load in the washer, you better get a job.
I have been boxed and labeled, and am expected to reach a certain location, but I've been lost in the mail,
Faith is never an easy entity to face. What does it look like? Does it have two eyes? No eyes at all? Faith is walking when everyone tells you there’s no ground.
Why follow a crowd? Never have fit in with a pack. I've always taken the " small leap of faith" so they say. Natural hair? Psh I've dyed my hair so many colors natural isn't even an option anymore!
I look to the ground at my feet,avoiding the looks from society;I feel like a cheat;I’m overwhelmed from my anxiety;My flaws are showing.
Society trying to mislead me Make me something I’m not Or are they Trying to rip The veil In front of my blind eyes To reveal What I have yet To see
Accept this except that
The beauty of love, Is that it cannot be sought, It cannot be tracked, It can only be found, Sometimes in the most unlikely of places
who i was and who i am became strangers so quickly when did I begin to lose myself I got caught in the wind and it took me places I never planned on going
Get speed dressed, eat quickly, rush to school. . . Get good grades, get compliments, feel awkward. . . Get sister, get home, get sleep. . . Wake up and do it all over again.
Girls. Overpriced makeup. It Differentiates those who want to be from those who... Are?
Yes I am flawless, from the color of my skin to the brown glow in my eyes. I am a soaring bird, who always flies. Obstacles stand hand to hand waiting for a perfection to come on their land.
Reasons why I am flawless: I am not. I have a dead rose garden buried in my body and a barbed wire fence around my heart.
I am who i am, idenpendent and strong minded. In today's society beauty and perfection is all that matters. If im not skinny enough, pretty enough or perfect enough then that means i'm not good enough.
French vanilla is what they see of me and has always viewed me as lack of sun is what they may say but African American is me all the way the background of my family is what I would
I may not be my mother, tall, strong and bold but who I am is who I am and that is all you need to know
Your feet are too big Your feet are too small Your legs are too thick Your legs are too thin Your butt is big Your butt is small Be who I am Your tummy is so flat
You think I mind, When you roll your eyes? You think I care, That you don't like my hair? You think it gets to me, When you don't want to be next to me? You think it hurts,
I've found it hard to wake up many morningsBecause I wondered what good it'd be;To struggle with the thought of never beingAs perfect as the people that I see.
You (Flawless) She wakes up and starts her day Gets in the car and goes to school Everyone she walks by, she says, “Hey”
What is beauty? Everyone has different opinions about beauty. But what is beauty? Beauty can be big, Beauty can be little. Beauty can be light, Beauty can be dark.
Beatuiful girl, who sits up high in the sky. Your more than your beatuiful cures and thighs. Beatuiful girl, who sits up high in the sky. Your blemishes and imperfections are your perfections.
A fallen angel with a broken wing Still she manages somehow to sing Though her song is sweet It's full of sorrow Wasted yesterdays with a promise for tomorow She fell for love
It's true no one is perfect. But everyone can become Flawless. I'm flawless in my own way. I am Fanatical. I am Loyal. I am Accepting. I am Whimsical. I am Lovable. I am Enthusiastic.
Pretty blue eyes and dashing blonde hair, petite little girl and they say it’s not fair. Cute as a button and smart as a wit, can’t beat that smile and what comes with it.
Sitting, watching, model like girls, Strut in front of me with tight bouncy curls. Perfect legs and tiny waists, Seamlessly flawless face. I can't help, but judge myself,
The wind carries my soul away from this society that is oh so cruel , and I am greeted by the birds in the sky
To those who look nothing seems extraordinary a standard face, two eyes a nose, high cheek-bones
My big brown eyes that often speak more than my lips The locks of curls in my hair My legs More specifically the shape and strength of my legs All admired by most and specifically by me
they look at her with big bright eyes little do they know she rages inside they look at her like she's an angel sent from above little do they know she's far from being jesus white dove
Why should I change..
Flawed; simply those who stand with imperfections, and have mental or physical blemishes. I believe you are what you think you are... Self-fulfilling prophecy
Today the world seems incomplete,
Out of the millions who reside Earth I am no different Fairly tall enough to help when possible Light chocolate skin that should not be judged
I see myself as people see me
The cleanest face, the whitest smile, the brightest eyes.
Flawless is just a word or so they say. There is no perfect women or man.
Woke up one day,ready for a change, trying to dream those disney dreams. A bippity boppity boo and my dream would come true, id look like a princess, or maybe even one of those perfect cartoons.
girls are taught to be somebody's instead of somebodies
I look in the mirror and I love what I see
Delicate and fragile,Broken and mended,Metaphorically red and constantly beating,Full of love and care but yet so tender,Pulsing with blood and affection so dearly,
I wake up in the morning and look in the mirror, To see who I am and wonder if I need to change. The media shows us that we are inferior, That without being slim and muscular we are strange.
I woke up like this, this is how I'm made. I learned from Gaga when she said, "Baby, I was born this way". Everyone's unique, and perfect and true. This is true for me, and it's true for you too.
That's me,I'm confident.
I Dont Do That!
I'm not flawless I'm not perfect But with my personality, I promise I'm worth it I have many talents Blessed with many gifts I can't name them all So, I'll just make a list
i do not want to be the girl that makes you forgetyour nights filled with loathing and apathyor that pushes the thoughtof suicide from your cluttered closet of a mindi want to be the girl that makes you remember
"Perfect" This word leaves me vexed. I'm amazed and astounded, confused and confounded at the imperfect models of perfection. The ugliness of what they call "true beauty".
Even though I hear Beyonce telling me Flawless in not something that I want to be I want to have tangles in my hair and eat more than is my share I want to wear pajamas all day
Verse 1: Why do I fall when I stand why do I sink when I swim and why when I try these things never go as planned when I'm around you everything I try to do seems to fail
I want to be strong. I want to be pretty. I want to be heard. Someone will always have what we want, but cherishing what we have is the best thing to own. I always thought, and thought.
Looking at the long mirror I go to peek at the astonshing image shown I see a confident girl looking cute in her school's plaid skirt she seems ready to charge the day.
Every day, I wake up, thinking, what does this day hold for me. thinking, what will people think of me? will they like my hair? my shoes, my shirt, pants, watch, belt? all these questions buzz in my head
What makes me flawless? I am flawless beacuse of all my things that don't make me falwless. All my mistakes and insecurities make me the man I am today.
I feel alive. I'm on my side. I'll send them a postcard Straight from the heart. I'll goo ahead and roar. Make them want more. I'm not just a pretty face. I've got what it takes.
A beautiful face is that all you see , desighner on her back , matched with the gucci shoes and using common phrases such as ...."I sip my tea ".
My body is a universe
I am not flawed, My skin is perfect for me, My body size is just right,
Flawless - without any blemishes; perfect.
Passion: Noun. Intense driving, or overmastering conviction. Yes! I Am Triumphant. I have discovered the depths of the blurry image Of what the crystal ball kept trying to show me.
Full of flaws or rather deprived of it? Perfection in one or an endless search to reach it, Pondering on things that make me unique, Blurs the reality of who is the real me, In life we’re given two options,
I'm no Barbie.But I Thought I Should be.Compared myselfTo girls of the Barbie standard.Hurt myselfThinking all about'perfection'.
I know who I am . I am one to F E E L Though I am real. Deep down i am hurt,
From the distance you are at, You see my muscle and my fat, But if you look into my eyes, You will find a great surprise! Ask me of the books I read,
Here I sit in a dusty old atti
I want to leave a mark on the world Not just any colon or comma One that inspires the heart Something bold like an exclamation, Sharp! Within past history whether it be Black or tan
I am a quee
The courage to accept being alone The beauty of knowing it takes time The strength to know it just you without a clone
Impaired Erroneous Defective Problematic The definition of mankind Immaculate Perfect Faultless
I've been surrounded by people, who've greatly impacted my life. "Great", such a terriible word. Its nature is a double-edged sword. For one who conquers the world, whether to spread love or unleash hate
Our country professes to value children Yet when you look at everyone’s priority list They are at the bottom. No paternity leave Maternity leave is short and unpaid.
I am perfectly imperfect. I know I am full of flaws. I accept my self and I love myself for who I am.
I won't change my ways Living is meant to make flaws But I'll grow from mine
Your flaws make you perfect. It forms the individualty thats blooms inside of you.
A mole? Or is it a beauty mark?
I am Flawless by giving advice to my friends. I am Flawless by making my friends laugh when upset.
This is supposed to be about how I'm flawless, right?
Rebellion. The sweet word with a combination of freedom recklessness and disorder. Love it, Break it, Tear it if you will-- I'll scream its meaning loud!
Green like a beautiful field on a summer day. Green like a giant, sparkling emerald. Green like the mountains covered with trees. Green like a flowers leaves. Green like the feathers of a bird.
Hair in waves, eyes so green,
Woke up, hooped out of the bed then looked at the time looked in the mirror, rubbed my eyes kinda shocked what i find is this thing true, or is this some image that is trapped in my mind
I'm not perfect no one is but our flaws makes us who we are flwaless is perfection in the works
Flawless in more ways than one I am a girl with a flick of tongue, of witt, of fun I am more than just a girl I am hilarious observant a hurrican of passion
She's stepped between worlds, conquered her fears Left home behind, dried all her tears Full of beauty, and grace She's brazen in her chase Her road's just beginning
When in life, In times of strife, One must be a leader. Whether it sounds its command in a roar or a squeak, Whether it executes with the hand of the strong or the mind of the weak,
F is for flavor Because I'm someone you should always savor
What makes us all flawless. We are all not the same. We are unique with beauty of all sorts,
I've never been one for being like everyone else because it was never how I was taught. Although, at the same time, it was both a choice and not an option. It was a choice not be to be like others,
I rise in the morning, a smile upon my face I look out to the world and realize I'm in love with this place Although my smile crooked and yellow I show off my dimples anyway, and say a happy hello
Finally realizing I'm imperfectly perfect.
As a growing Flower i take in positivity from randoms' Parents and Friends Strangers and Lovers But also i take in Negativity From Parents and Friends Strangers and Lovers
They say I need to change to be more More what? I say I'm already as good as can be From my mind to my waisteline and even feet- Yes! I say I'm already as good as can be
Partially, everybody is perfect in one way or another Contradicting the way perfect is told to smother, Others, the beings who are flawless in every way, With top grades, wages that actually pay,
To the girl with the coke bottle figure:Everyone gets dehydrated sometimesThey are thirsty, parched, dry, crunching bonescreaking out for just a sip of you
Society constantly says you're a mess
As I look in the mirror I see something clearer
Put your makeup on, go to the beauty salon. Get your nails done, my dear loved one. Curl your hair, keep it slim their. run an extra mile, keep your smile Just so they could like you?
I am beautiful, inside and out. From my waist to my hips to my thighs, I am satisfied. A full-figured bombshell that oozes confidence in every stride. I challenge you to say I am anything but beautiful.
They never see me, the boys in my classes. I sit right beside one, smiling and laughing at his outrageous stories. Our eyes lock as he exams the room
I don't do regular, I'm far from it Just makes it sick to your stomach now don't it I do stuff you couldn't do, it's too easy When you hear of my illness baby it'll make you quesy
Looking pretty scholarly, colleges will offer me; full tuition, room and board, books and all necessities, Yeah, I'm blessed beyond measures, all my hard work is beyond measure.
Who knows what goes on behind closed doors? A little gilr doing her chores. But she is a sad girl., but only she knows. She stares in the mirror with guise and hate. Wondering who would ever take her on a date.
Eyebrow game on point, Long legs that go on for days, Lips like Kylie J.
Broke a vase and crashed a car, Told my Daddy I wasn't going far. I choked on stage Tripped and fell I am definitly not hollywood, Oh damn well. Got a drink dumped on my face
To think such beauty could emerge from the dirt To think she could withstand being tread upon To endure the mental and physical hurt No, this is not the treatment she chose To be treated like a weed
I'm a flawless lady made of different parts, it's hard to find the words to start. Everything about me screams flawless. Whether it's the way I walk with my head held high or the aroma I leave when I walk bye.
Head up not down Lips up not down Nothing more precious and beautiful, than a lady being herself Comfortable in my own skin God made me this way for a reason Won't change for the seasons
#Hi. I'm trying to act like I'm invisible because I know that you can see that I'm not #perfect. But I know that if you could see the real me that is not my blotchy skin or curvy frame, you would be #shocked.
I once knew a girl in Junior high , With pretty eyes but kind of shy, her voice was sweet and smooth like butter, But when people saw her they thought nothing of her; She had one friend who she met in elementary,
Work hard play hard Give it all you got Try hard slay hard Gotta take this shot Been up all night giving my all Puttin in the work Take it in shake it off Even though it hurts
Maranda A god damned mess of imperfections that only she can see It's as if someone took a shotgun to her self confidence and left it full of holes She knows she is breaking down every second on the inside from
I can name you every bully I've ever had the displeasure of meeting. I can name you every day I've ever said I hated myself. I can name you every moment that I've ever felt pathetic.
I get up in the morning and what do i see A flawless face staring back at me Through the water its lines crash Out the other side in front of fogged glass Not a blemish or black head marks this skin
Swim while you can sharkFor the fisherman wants youI care for your life.
"YOU ARE STUPID!" they say Just who are they? these people who get in my way? "GIVE UP ON YOUR LIFE!" Yeah right My future is looking bright Who are you to call me these things
Why am I here I ask myself every day To live, to love, to laugh maybe I don't fully understand my purpose Hopes of being something great Dreams of being something amazing I wonder how people see me
I Have Learned to Wake Up©2013 Jai
Nature is the light
Speak to me, tell me your thoughts
Likes to laugh Likes to dance Likes to eat chocolate Cocolate both white and brown Likes to live life as me and only that There is only one me and that is a fact I'm flawless because I'm flawed
You can't tell by my physical appearance, but I have a chronic disease.
This is my peom about how I feel, I never realized how hard itd be to peel, back all the visual standards to better reveal. My inner desires, thoughts turning my wheel. Well here I am, and this is what I'll say,
Look at me What do you see? Young, black, short, mean Somewhere in between? I look in the mirror You know what I see? A queen Staring back at me Not the tallest
When I wake up with it, It kisses me good morning.
PerfectionThis is meEveryone must know Shout it from the rooftopsWrite it in the skyI’m Flawless Guys want to be with meGirls want to be meI exude confidence
Up before the sun
I am pretty I am witty I am smart And full of heat I am like my mother
To the people around me My flaws are abundant Limitless, astounding, and blaring Like the sound of a siren's scream However, to me They are beautiful creatures Ready to fly and ready to be Ready to take off in the world As if they battle like sol
"It was a father to a son, and that son to his son, that set the tone for a future which had not begun. With freedom like a river that had sadly ran dry, His unsettled upbringing
They told me that every scar on my body Was just another moment that I survived. That every stretched valley was a sign of The struggles I've overcome. I didn't believe them until now.
I am beautiful. From the roots of my hair to the soles of my feet.
I did not wake up like this I grew with love and happiness my family kept me grounded and strong my faith kept me where I belong I might have my faults, don't we all?
I see the world in grey, but I journey my own way.
I am flawless, Perfect and like no other. My hairs not long, And I don't mind my brother. I love school, Yet I struggle in classes. I don't own Uggs, And wear broke glasses.
Oh Beyoncé ,oh Beyoncé ! Girl you flawless . You empower what flawless represents . How about me tho?Someone once said your not flawless , your not original . Sad words, such false words. I want to be Beyoncé , I want to be Beyoncé .
i am flawless because i wake up every morning and don't want to get out of bed but i do anyways. and every day, i wear my battle armour; whether it's red lipstick or my combat boots
Flawless. Flaws of the skin, Flaws from within Lost and damaged Working hard to repair a mental image. You did not wake up like this You're currently looking in the mirror at a far cry from what it is.
As she gets dressed she looks in the mirror
I've been treated worse than dirt for one reason alone,Because my greatest sin,Was living my life my way,I've taken punches and had my hair pulled,
I refuse to believe that nobody's perfect. I am perfect. With my curvy hips and Fiery soul. I may not be Beyonce, But I am Flawless. You might not look at me and see alot,
What our culture does not seem to understand is that we are all Different Unique Beautiful In our own way There is not a single definition to what beauty actually is To me, I am beautiful
Marching band.What's the first thing you think of when you hear it?Geeky, out of place kids holding or hitting big pieces of metal,Making stupid 80's references and talking about dungeons and dragons?
Sasha fierce is what they call her Young girls dream of her They want to BE HER, to live LIKE her, sing LIKE her,
Despite the clumsiness
I'm not the best of sons, and it's hard to miss my family when everyday they're part of war. I live with scars that just won't seem to end, but you know what? They're my medals and best friend.
Why be shy? I am Beautiful I am Bright I just a girl He is just a guy
She is perfect. Prosperous grades, Belle hair, Admirable girl. She's stuck up. Favorable grades, Pretty hair, Commendable girl. Her home is broken but she has
Nobody is ever PERFECT, we all make MISTAKES I’ve CHEATED on my boyfriend, I’ve LIED to my mother I’ve TRIPPED on my own foot, I’ve COVERED my face in make-up I’ve CURSED to fit in, I’ve CUT my own skin
I am young, I am Naïve, and I am gullible. I am old, I am jaded, and I am a realist. My traits contradict each other at every turn I take. My hair is ratty, with multiple dead ends.
I started early, not knowing what to do. I chose the flute so I could whistle They thought I wouldn't seek it through They told me I would quit, like a cat on a thistle My director didn't like me much
Trained ears, Strong mind. Studied mind, Exercised mouth. Hashtag: Feminist. Hashtag: Liberal. Hashtag: Woman. Twitter, Facebook: Platforms. Say it. Just say it.
i am your whisper of strength in the battle cry of your demons i am the promise of a beginnnig, a phoenix i am the end so long anticipated bittersweet, empowering
There is beauty in the folds of my skin and the crease in my brow Underneath my matt of hair and freckles There is power behind my quiet voice and my timid thoughts Seeing past my unsureness and doubt
I am flawless because I am ambitious. I am flawless because I am beautiful. I am flawless because I am my own person. I am flawless because I have a big heart. I am flawless because I am loyal.
I am more than my hair, More then my clothes? Painting my face everyday, Is it worth it? Am I worth more than what is on the outside? All these comments in my head, I am questioning my self worth.
Take my kindness as a weakness,
Shield me from the star and i remain the same Bring me to the light and they multiply Skin so pristine with only a few thousand blemishes What is shamed to be obtained
Do you think I’m that oblivious? Because I don’t need ears in the back of my head To hear how you think I’d be better off dead Do you think I don’t know about my Bad reputation Mental aberration
Iam more flaw than flawless speaking in terms of mind you have to make maistakes so that flaw can be less than stress a flawless diamond is what i seek to be something that the world would envy but i would explain my flaws so they can s
Shall I start with an introduction? Just wow I am doing this production, I am beyond FLAWLESS this is no assumption. feel my vibes go through the winds and sands of the the earth.
Warrior I know what you think when you look at me.Everyone thinks the same exact thing.But no one really knows, or cares to understand,just what it is, that makes me who I am.
Im not afraid to show it, I dont care if people know it. I love myself. Ive taught myself to think it, I live, breathe, drink it. I love myself. Mirrors use to make me cry, now I dont even have to try. I love myself.
Who I am is not who I want to be I am much more beyond what you choose to see I am smart and humorous
I wake up looking in the mirror Brush my teeth My horrid breath no longer existing I change into an extravagant outfit No longer feeling insecure I put on a mask of powder and liquid Feeling perfect
I am Me I am a spring underneath the skies
Depression, comparisons Oh no you're wrappped in Who is that girl Who sends you in a whirl She has the dainty features While you stand in the mirror looking like a creature Thoughts race, you cry
Flawless. Why, because I woke up like this.
Keeping a level head is what I do best, Achieving my goals is the most important aspect of my life, Treating people with care is my passion, Instructing others is one of my assets, Entertaining is another,
Sitting silently in the front row Taking in the voices around me. My pen in hand Scribbling in the notebook. Days later the test arrives. Writing as fast as I can,
Flawless is not true Lawless is the virtue I seek Awless is what these spreads on PAPER magazine make the men do Less is what makes the woman's world bleak with the deadly streaks of no mystique
Flawless is perfection Perfection is having no inadequacy But because i am flawed I am Flawlessly me You see I wasn't made to be without fault I'm proud to say I'm not perfect at all
I look in the mirror and I think of all the negative comments people have made to me. From talking about my big eyes, to commenting on my fluctuating body weight.
i write and i write but how can i describe the feelings that i have yet to experience with words i can't even begin to know the meaning of?
She lives on a street The street was composed of a row of houses
Flawless/ What is the meaning of this word/ The beauty seen here/ This God/ This God/ This God standing in front of me/ How?/ Is it that I see you here/ I am b
There she was Laying on her bed Hair messed up Makeup smeared Beaten No will to live No strength to go on No recognition of what self love was
I search for a shadow to be my safe haven I’m condemned to be a lawyer, a doctor, or maybe an engineer, Filled with the hopes and dreams of my parents, I spill blood over the paper because words are my safe haven,
As a child expectations make us. Growing up we feel them break us. the expectation to suceed. The expectation preasure is to much. The preasure is felt harder and harder. Expectations build our struggle. When we struggle we learn.
Flawless is me, because this is how God made me. Flawless is me, Because God made me this way, And this is how i am gonna stay. Flawless is me, Because God loves me,
I stand alone in my weirdness, Yes I do. There is nothing special though. I go to school, I go home. I see his face, but I'm all alone. There is nothing special about me, No.
There was a girl with beautiful short hair, Blonde as wheat, once so long she chose to share. Pale as parchment with a spread of freckles, She enjoys foods with chocolate speckles.
The Girl In the Corner, Yes the one all alone, The one who is in the pouring rain, She has had a troubed past, Cuts that are like sleaves going up and up her arm, Her parents both gone,
Beauty holds no true shape or matter. It is not tangible. One cannot measure it. It cannot be tasted. Who can define beauty? Beauty can only be created one can choose how to define beauty.
You tell me to Be me, yet you say its not good enough. I consider what you say and remember onE thing
Do, again, repeat.Look back, remember, repeat.Do, again repeat.Look back, remember, repeat.Three little letters that are a part of meAre why I can memorize things.A-B-C1-2-3Do, again, repeat.
I am not just your Facebook Friend, Not a profile picture, Not another one of your precious likes, Not a tag in a post, Or a name in your chat box, I am a living, breathing person,
"TELL THEM HOW I AM DEFYING GRAVITY" Is what you will hear come out of me because I can sing more beautifuuly than you could ever believe. I scare some people with my sound
My dad always told me I was beautiful, But inside I never thought the words were useful. I would never truly believe what he would say, But I would carry on with life anyway.
Smile brighter than the sun Skin tone same color as honey she lights up like gold beautiful on the outside , and the inside she is a sailing soul voice softer than a melody
Rhyen Williams ***FLAWLESS Poetry Slam November 17, 2014
One day I woke up Thinking I had had enough This world this life was filling me up with lies that told me I could never be enough But when I looked into the mirror thought about how those words made me feel
I laugh in light of myself And I am made alive Reborn like the phoenix I was born to strive For happiness and content Where my smile saves the day There is no sorrow on earth
Cumbersome Confusing Problematic I'm Funny, I'm Beautiful
They ask how I woke up today.
Flawless has so many meanings From perfect to beautiful But what is the real meaning Is it what you want it to be or a textbook definition I believe its what you make it to be Mine is being confident in you
I like to be me thats what I figure I am smart my knowlege gets bigger i am appealing to the eye not a fast girl so don't let dudes just touch on my thigh
The wind of my hair, My hair on my face, My face a tint pink From the weather that does stink. The snow comes down, down upon my feet I look up to the sky knowing I will defeat.
When I look in the mirror, I see what I see, my desires have driven me to blind true reality. How can I tell if my soul has progressed?
There he sulked, distraught, after an unfortunate defeat, He did what he always had done at these times- sat down and began to tweet, The best in the world, he was to his fans, but his intentions they often mistook,
I Need new Jordans I Need a Iphone 6 I Need is really what you want, "But i gotta have it i need it now" The pleasure of what you desire in hand is an amazing feeling. I want water I want food
At what point does One Become two? Does it experience the growing pains as it's CHAnged And morPHED? And once two reaches 3,
All my life I have been trying to fight the world. Ignoring the messages from televison commercials, ignoring the blurps of the radio, ignoring the brightly colored signs that tell me how to be in my body.
Long legs and knobby knees, Sit and listen, won't you please? After that it's kind of fat, But what's the matter with that. Then my arms, lanky and gaunt, Not something I normally flaunt.
In this worldWe all competeDo you look good?Did you run a mile?Sometimes we forgetTo look beneath
Who wins you might ask? Well of course, it's up to you. Wether you keep the mask Or be true to you Life is a game No one wants to play And the only two things that can be quite left
No one can take away persons body or mind I beleive my mind can create the world i want And my body can produce the people in it
Its who I am, just this girl who'd rather be herself than anything else in this world I'm my own inspiration, no hesitating to change myself for anybody
I Am Alive
When your goneits like my world stops.when your gonemy head spins in loops.when your gonemy heart feels hollow.but only when your gone.
I was in love. And you were too.we were together, through and through.but you left me alone, Stranded in an ocean of my tears.it was the end. Of me. Of you. Of us. Of who we were.
Dear Artists, We all have 3 common grounds of expressions I. One common idea to keep our feets grounded while the rest of our heads wandering in the universe Because we artists are the universe
I’m driving to the store. I look left at a stoplight; A girl is applying on mascara on her already thick lashes In the limited time frame that we have and I think of
I wake up , turn to the mirror and see nothing but beauty.
To be strong it makes you feel flawless I want everyone to see what I see To be strong means to always take chances Chase the dreams that appear in front of me To stay strong in times that seem doubtful
If the light in my eyes
They say Dijah you'd be a baddie if you only lost a couple pounds I'm not going to dit around and act like I ain't thought about it A perfect body is more appealing but it's funny how
Oh my hair! Oh my hair! How I love and take such care Don’t look at my face That’s not my best place Oh this hair of mine! In the morning it takes so much time
She holds a beauty within like no other, She holds her head high with her goals in sight. She never lets go of her dreams in life, She never breaks down, never gave in.
Who is that girl with that frizzy,curly hair? Well that's me that looks impefectly, No need to dress up or try to impress, As everybody knows, I am different from the rest, From my long toes to my big nose,
Some consider it an encumbrance But I use it as motivation There is no reason to have frustration As I grind I know my life is limitless My brother knows my success is imminent During any given situation
Short I am Short I've known this for long time but I just don't undertsand I am Short But I'm tall in spirit I am short
I am not a perfect weight, I am way heavier than I'd like to be. I am not the most beautiful girl you'll ever lay your eyes on, there are girls way prettier than me. I cant speak French fluently, even though I've been learning it for years now.
Me... I am flawless. I am the definition of flawless from head to toe. Beauty queen and a model whose runway is her room.
When you feel sad, insecure, helpless Worthless, you must find strength somewhere Somewhere that cannot be overlooked Somewhere that is GREAT Somewhere that is positive Somewhere that can't be beat
Flawless me. Flawless me. The only me I wish to be. Though I am full of anxiety. I will continue to be, Flawless me. Flawless me. The LGBT community, Is part of me. Flawless me.
Seven billion billion billion atoms in the human body. Each one, creating a different part of a DNA sequence; that makes us different by point one percent. You are ninety nine point nine pecent me,
Dead flowers disintegrate into the soil, And soon bloom into new beautiful flowers,
a daisy on the side of the road dust blowing in my face trying to move but my roots keep me grounded is there purpose, what is identity, what sets ME apart form the others? flowers dont move;
Once a friend said: "Your eyes are always smiling" That was one of the nicest compliments anyone has given me. My eyes are not anything to "ooh" or "aah" about,
The corset is now off, Putting all the guard down. What if they should flout or scoff? Sea of shame, go ahead, drown. Fabricating to care, Pitching bad self esteem. Yet they gossip and stare,
"You should come to school with your hair straightened!" Why? Sorry, Conair, nothing personal. Big, brown, and bushy when brushed, my curly hair is my thing.
I am the giggle after a dirty joke,
I'm 17 and flawless
I was born with, and I say this very seriously, sausage toes. One night, a man looked at my bare feet, at this party I went to, and he laughed. He said, "Did you know that you have
We werent born the same. Everyone is different mankind has flaws Even the sky has lightning and thunder but who is to say that isnt beautiful? Some people may see the flaws in you
I lived on people's shooulders during parades or tours or anything really important to see. I was always (and still am) in the front row for pictures.
Not another love can compare to you, Or was it even love at all? I had your undivided attention at first, Or was it only for the thirst?
I wake up and look in the mirror To red marks and scars on my face and body I cover them with makeup and whatever I can find But what I don't have to cover up is what makes me FLAWLESS
I have ragged nails from thoughtful, nibbling teeth calouses from where the pen sits
Why does the wind blow on the other side? Feeling as if I'm trapped in my own of forgetfullness
Beauty- how does one descirbe
Flaws make us who we are,
I am inherently by birth a flawed creature I was born from the earth with my mother's heart and my father's features Raised in the darkness just as a lotus would drive forth from the dirt to the heavens above
Guess I don't get it as I get all the credit. I get I'm the President, but without me really trying, GLOW UP getting it's own article made mom so proud-
In the words of my mother “I was as big as a good shit” Which was some shit seeing a I gave her so many complications.
I wake up everyday with a smile on my face Life is a race I have been pushed around People have tried to trip me up But I always had belief in myself It doesn't matter where you come from
I woke up like this
I am flawless and yet deformed
Today everyone is examining the mirror to see how they look,
Verdadera princesa A true princess A young woman in a big world A first Gen' American
I see you here, Great Mango tree. How your steady green leaves go to and fro. How I see myself in you wherever I go. Though you appear tall and strong, without a care in the world,
At the age of 10 she told me I wasn't going to be pretty for the rest of my life
Unblemished Without mark or scar Perfect skin free of acne Not a hair out of place Makeup painted on your face Teeth, straight and white Flaw A mark that distracts from appearance...
Love me, for me
I don't wake up perfect and my teeth aren't white but if there's one thing I'm proud of
My girls are beautiful Yes, more beautiful than just what they see in the mirror My girls are special
I used to let beauty define me…..As I gaze at my reflection, I wonder how my life changed so dramatically fast. I went from being one of the popular kids to one of the “losers”. But the funny thing is, this new label does not bother me.
I wake up every morning, stuggling, to find something beautiful, about myself, my legs aren't flattering, neither is my kinky hair, but when I stare in the mirror, I look passed,
What beauty is to me is not what it is to you Beauty is not measured by the amount of makeup I wear Beauty is not measured by the clothes I wear Beauty is not measured by the sizes of my bra and rear
My face is full of ragged edges andIt will never be new—
I have flaws but so do you my flaws make me perfectly imperfectly your flaws do to I smile at my flaws with my crooked smile Because I know I love myself Flaws and all
Hurt is not an emotion. It is a growth that multiplies with you as you age, spreading like cancer to your heart, and hardening it to the point of never wanting to feel again.
I never was the girl who had it all Hell, I was the one who had nothing at all. But here I am, I stand before you proud and tall. No money nor connections, just sheer ambition
It's wrong to hate
"28, 28 there's decisions to make"
for the defintion of beauty like the definition of art cannot be defined every wound and scar only to add to the shine for all is valued they may doubt it but I never will Flaws are beautiful
Never finish last Staying above average
Play Pretend Imagine: There is a girl standing by herself, observing her features and physical characteristics in a mirror.
I didn't wake up like this I couldn't be any less from flawless My parents weren't around to see me growing into this
There are mountains we must move in life To get to the hills we sit atop To watch the sun rise and set. I lag from a torn leg and a broken heart, But the blisters on my feet tell me, "It's okay to struggle."
I am not flawless im the very opposte I am a hotmess
I wake up each morning, and I brush my tangled hair, I dont put on make-up, and I dont have expensive clothes to wear. So say what you will, I am flawless. Sometimes I am quite,
One is fearless when one has fears that they overcome.
i trythat’s what it isto be humanto trywhen allyou want todo is cryi’ve failedso many timesi’ve brokentoo many heartsi haven’t beenbravethe silver
the whole world smiles with - me? Crazy thick, strawberry blonde "locks", nervously flipping them with an old book and cup of tea, an unexpected special moment of a smile with a stranger
Flawless. That's all I see, People telling me, What to do and who to be.
I am a woman that is amazing Perfect in every way, With such a beautiful smile, That can lighten up anybodys day, the ideal description of beauty, With eyes color of cinnamon,
I'm messed up
Im beautiful from the flats of my feet To the shape of my head
When i say this just know its true, you are beautiful because god made you. You might think your this or your that but just know that your eveything someone looks for , even if you think your fat.
My life is amazing no need to change my life is flawless to me My flaws are what make me unique Thought the hunt comes pain but thought the joy comes happiness I'm the image of a butterfly beauty and smart
Your beautiful mind is sick You see yourself as less than you are I know you think you're not worth a crap, But your very being makes me glad I hope you know you're worth more than a mountain of gold
Walk with confidence Talk with purpose Dress with class Speak with sass Let there be beauty in your air Be one who leaves them with wonder See who you want to be Line your lips
One left, my heart died As it broke my trust on love One came, my heart lived My heart learned to love again Gently piled my trust once more The heart can be taught,
As I walked on a busy street, Side by side with random people Seeing variety of souls when eyes meet I see joy, love, hatred and trouble Across the street I see an old lady
Life Failure, Success Living, Striving, Winning Failure is just an obstacle Irony
What am i? Am i my G.P.A?
My skin is not milkyMy hair is not shinyMy nails are not manicuredMy body is not toned My eyebrows aren't tweezedMy teeth are not perfectly straight
There is one thing I can say That makes me who I am today My best quality things Than can be physically seen Thunder thighs Because I am a runner
I love my dimples I love bellowing laughter I love being loud. I love violin I loe making punny jokes I love seeing smiles. I love uniqueness Because I am not like you
When I was just a little girl My mom would tell me how She loved my hair of kink and curl The way she liked it down.
My body is the twisted trunk of tree Charred, cracked and broken The branches that reach up the the sky Are filled with lines where scissors tore my skin open My leaves are scratches, freckles, and pimples
It's the things you can't see at a distance that make someone special. You can't find it in the dimples on their cheeks or on the bridge of their nose. It's in their soul.
If I could list all the things that make me I'd start with a child no older than three It is her battling the noose of cancer--not me My work ethic stems from two people, not three
Kashiemar Younger Luther Burbank HS Grade: 12 11/13/14
Writing you this poem reflects my lovemakes you doubt, it’s hard to concealAccused to things that’s hard to dealso please erase the doubts above. Trust is like freeing a dove
I am a goddess Fierce and Ferocious
I am ivy and bramble,
Free spirit is my trait I value the most.
Only one is flawless. It's not me. But I am okay with my flaws. They do not define me. I live for a greater cause, the one who is truly flawless.
Burning with anger Flowing with Flaws I am me And me I am Rushing with fiery Swimming in Heaven I am me And me I am Cutting off pain Spitting my fire
When I was young I was teased and called burned
Dishonest, impolite, impatient, disrespectful, boastful - A litany that continues. Not caring or sharing with anyone -
Amber eyes and a crooked smile, not a model aspect to be seen. Happily content with the so called imperfection, blessed to be imperfectly me. Eyebrows for days and indecisive dark hair,
I am flawless
To me my skin is beautiful My soft brown skin No mask of makeup will define my realness Natural hair here and there My curls are there for you to stare May rock a weave when I want to
I met a boy who turned my world upside down, the next thing i knew life came crashing down. He said he'd stay and that he loved me, i ended up alone carrying his baby.
I am not flawless. I live a life burdened with mistakes and errors. I know my mistakes and the scars they have left.
See these feet:
Who is more flawless than thee? Who is more flawless than we? Competing for a title that is only skin deep. Look in the mirror and you will see, the flawless beauty that lies beneath.
Water runs so slow Patiently cutting a path I am unstoppable
Life is bleak Like an empty page Feeling agitated, restless, or violent Ripped, crumpled pages, and broken pencils This block - The first step to a solution Is a problem Life is unplanned
Once independence takes over, that is when you know you don't need him anymore. And when you learn to love yourself, that's when you know you won't need him to love you first.
Lately I've been thinking that I'm more like the Evil Queen than Snow White. I am not Wicked, nor am I a Queen- I am a woman a young woman in a society that values my looks above all else.
Flawless MeI was born true to myself and who I was
What does it really mean to be flawless?
Misread and foreign i love myself Born with no father i forgive
You are flawless Own it Unique in your way Achieve more Reach out to others
Flawless What does that mean? To have no scars, to have no fault
Depressed-depressed and purged from joy I stand in the absence of men. Fears of course are not lacking And regrets I continue stacking. Yet how generous is your hatred’s provider
There have been changes all around me Ever since I was a little girl I never seemed to notice until my imagination started to go Magazines left and right, pop culture and the lights
I have a superpower. It is rare, almost like flying. You don't see many people flying. My superpower is words. I don't have a way with words, that implies words are a force to be had a way with.
Concrete blocks on the sidewalk A bounce in every step A beam for each passing face A passion firing to every heart A simplistic reminder
The way I walk , The way I talk , The way I carry myself , My confidence over whelms you. In return emotions stir that you can't help. I don't blame you. What you see is what you want.
Although I’m not perfect, I don’t feel the need to change Being myself is the coolest, It shouldn’t be seen as lame I’m smart and I’m funny, These are the things that make me perfect
What makes me flawless is my determination What makes me flawless is my effort My dreams, my passion, my goals My achievements were not handed to me I work hard to be the best
They said "You can't." so in return I thought "I cant." They said "You aren't." so in return I thought "I'm not." I pulled up my tights and I leaped onto the floor. The music got loud
When all the odds are against you... You know that you're doing something right Being Native American I face the rumors of what I "am" But the way I see it, it is encouragement
Flowing from my tongue is a river of speech, But flawless is nowhere in my vocabulary Therefore I won’t preach about what I think is flawless But more of why my flaw is less.
Navy scrub top White scrub pants White sneakers and my nametag. I'm in the lab doing my skills, striving for perfection. I will make it. Tomorrow starts my internship
I am a geek, The geekiest of geeks, The nerdiest of nerds. I wear glasses, I have pimples, But is that all I am? I am a singer. I am a girly girl, And a tomboy,
I’m going to take small steps There is no need for leaps and bounds Small steps Leading me to what is to be found The world seems to be spinning In a rush, in a hurry Everyone wants to be winning
There are people breathing air I have never tasted Air that has been recycled and repurposed to start wars to blow up birthday balloons to whisper secrets in lovers ears
A young woman should be bold and brazen and fearless and I, I am not. A young woman should embody grace and charm and hope and I, I am not.
You’ve got to breathe. Take a deep breath and stop crying. You’ve got to do this. I’ll see you tomorrow.
I may be insecure at times I may be weak I may be overweight But
I'm a first class writer, VIP introvert. And don't tell me I'm not the observer, because I am the observer of the observed. My fingers play Fur Elise on my keys, as I plead not to kill
It's not my looks that set me apart from the crowd. My academic achievements make me no different from others either. I am not smothered with popularity, and I am not showered with constant admiration.
FLAWLESS I myself am made of flaws woven together with good intentions,
I wake up in the morning feeling all good and clean put on my Jordans everybody look at me I'm feeling myself
Perfection, Symmetry, and smoothness.. I am not those things. I am flawed, scared, and rugged. My skin is translucent. Blue veins on my wrists intertwining. Flowing through my body.
One may point out all my imperfections, and say I'm fat, but I want to make some corrections. I believe it's on the inside that comes up to bat when you're up against someone's infections
“Aim to be successful, but not too successful” What makes Beyoncé flawless?
I woke up this morning to the sound of no alarm clock Of course I was 30 minutes late, and I had to leave in ten I shot up from my bed and my whole body cracked
Who are you to tell me that I cannot enunciate and emphasize Who are you to say I am not eligible to finesse with such gracefullness, to which you envy Who are you to brand me as arrogant , because I am proud to be educated
I'm not always polite but I can fake it I am determined that I can succeed I'm gonna be an archivist slash librarian I'm gonna make it despite the voices' claim otherwise I'm not mean
When I was small I couldn't look into the mirror. For the freckles on my face was something I didn't see on ads yet they were plastered on me.
In the near yet far future, everyone is perfect. But no one really is. Flawless is the new term. Beyonce is our leader, Our guardian, Our mentor.
PERECTLY FLAWED When I wake up in the morning and I am moving at a snail’s pace, I look around me and see how fortunate I am and it puts a smile on my face,
You are not your weight You are not your flaws But you are, Everything you are Everything you do is what makes you, you You are beautiful. Treat your one body with respect.
What makes me flawless is I'm Unique I simply use my brain to think Picture perfect no not me but Success is my destiny I am beautiful I am Proud at age nineteen I had a child
As an eight year old you don't care how your hair look or how the make-up on your face was going to make you stand out from everyone else. I was an eight year old once, I mean we all were once. Playing in the rain with out a care in the world.
Perfectly Flawed in Every Flawless Way Perfection in one stroke of a makeup brush to our beautifully flawed faces
The fire in my eyes from poverty I despise I begin to realize my unwilling demise My will to win is powered by sin As I overcome pain with a pad and pen A college-bound kid that will never give up
I'm down right perfection
If you were to ever look at me, what would you really see? I am not a typical person. I have a dream. Society tells you to be a perfect person inside and out, but they need to see who we are.
Days have been dark Months have been dark I have fallen I have tripped on my faith and soul, my dignity, my mind, my life... I have cut through every scar on my skin
All I see
On an overcast December morning, my mother gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. Bob, my mother addressed my father. There is something that the doctor has just told me about Gabriel.
What does it mean to be flawless? Perfect? Unblemished? Impeccable? How can someone reach such a standard?
I'm flawless. Because I have the brightest blue eyes, and I will laugh until I see the sunrise.
my name is Samantha, please call me Sam. i sing and play guitar, i like to smile. i have brown hair and brown eyes, i'm pretty. someday i will be very successful.
Bumps into everything and falls all the time
Have you ever just stopped and looked at your life? Wondered what you’ll do; where you’ll live or if you’ll ever have a wife? Have you ever once wondered what the heck you’re doing?
Beauty There are so many definitions But this is the best You That's all Just you You are beautiful You are flawless No but's about it You may not be a platinum blonde
When asked about what makes me flawless, I can't help but think I'm not. But in reality it's the flaws we have that make us who we are. Sometimes I may say something different,
What are flaws? But imperfect perfections? It's all in your perspective I am beautiful Because I say so Because I am my only judge Personal image is such a struggle in today's society
The handbag is Fendi. And the jeans? From Guess. These pumps are Yves Saint Laurent. What you’re smelling is Dior. And it didn’t come cheap. I saw you looking so I thought you should know.
I am honest I am smart I deserve someone full of heart I am dedicated I am full of style I deserve someone who can make me smile I am athletic I am funny I deserve someone who can make my days sunny
There is a word With many names It fills our goals It can't be tamed Some may say perfect Some may say ideal But others say flawless Flawless is real I am flawless
"You can not do it.", said the Smirking Lips, as they dangled below the nose. I persevered. "You are worthless.", cried the Leering Eyes, as they squint on in disdain. But I persevered.
She's not a beautiful girl.She has a big nose and a silly smile and sheDoesn't always say the right things at the right times. No, she's not beautiful.
I'm up, but I'm not up I feel like a hot mess Oh! But wait can't let this make me feel less The mirror is my best friend He won't lie, he'll tell me what I expect
If you told me 16 years ago that my life would turn out like this, I wouldn't have belived you. 16 years ago I was innocent I was free without restrants I was happy. 16 years ago
When I wake up, I don't think about how I'm gonna impess the world. I wake up knowing I am a beautful girl. When I look in the mirror the person staring back at me,
What is love? I don't know, For yet I have experienced it.
Behind This Mask is a scared little girl,
I have colored myself the entire rainbow. I have been black and have came back numerous times. This is why I am flawless.
A family of 5. A military brat always moving so it’s hard to make friends. Times get tougher, And I wish it all would end. But I have dreams. I have dreams of graduating college,
Evidently, I did not fit in amongst the rest, after all this audition was but a large test
Sabrina Petroski 110-86-7165 Eyes open feet slide off the bed and touch the cold floor step after to she carries herself
Forgive and forget, I'm here when you need me, I don't say things i'll regret. friendship with me is free. I'm open like a book Listening is a key for success. Just try for once and take a look.
I am flawless because I am me My eyes are open to the world, but through my battered heart is how I see I see the world for what it is and for who people truly are
All you saw was rags, All you heard was hunger, All you said was "sorry", All you thought was "homeless". All I could do was wait, wait to find someone else beyond that, and learn to love them,
I am rebuilding what I have destroyed Reveling in the beauty I have found My scars are tales waiting to be enjoyed My curves are more than just a breeding ground I once wanted desperately to shrink
Common Sense tells us that credit is only distributed to those who are successful, But i say, when i was wonderfully made there was no succes in mind, just life.
I don't need to wear makeup. I'm fine the way I am. I don't need to be perfect. I know beauty is fleeting. I don't need a lot of friends. I have a few whom are true. I won't be liked by all. I'm thankful for who I have.
Fuck yes, I'm ace. I'm ace as hell. People might say I'm broken or maybe confused or that I just haven't met the right person. Well, they're wrong. My sex drive is 0.
The lady who reached for the skies,
I am flawless because I am brave. Brave because I wasn’t scared at 19 to leave home for a month For a foreign country on my own. Brave because I left to another country a year later at 20
words can hurt doesn't mean they are always true they dont always come from a credible source you look ugly they say brown eyes with rosy cheeks you look fat they say chubby cheeks my jeans are tight not prett
"Break some rules, but don't break the law... Break the rules that society sets for you." That's what he said. That's what he preached. "What's the point of living if you want to be like everyone else?!"
As Girls Go
I've been told That eyes green Such as the glass of the sea Are alive in me. Nothing but insight Do they provide, As I stare blankly into the great divides. They wander, Curious
Beyonce may have woke up like this but see i worked hard for this Perfected my Imperfections learned to use my mind as a weapon not into rocking short skirts and skin tight dresses cause its the heart
Dark brown hair Golden eyes Pale skin I am flawless Hard worker Motivated
Being told "Its whats on the inside that matters" never felt so true. Our apperance can be deciving, Looking fresh with eyebrows and nails done Yet inside is full of selfishness, jealousy, and insecurity.
I am a Genuine, Masculine, yet feminine, White and Native American WOMAN. I most certainly "woke up like 'dis.' " I am bummified.
My brain is FLAWLESS Working hard for my success
16, Flawless. Driving a Honda Accord, Flawless. GPA 3.5, Flawless. Just got a Netflix account, Flawless. Volunteer at Hospital, Flawless. Big Girl, Flawless.
I am every flaw you could imagine. I am every mistake you could be part of. The path of life is crooked and beautiful; Just as it should be. That's what makes it flawless. What makes me flawless? I am not flawless; I am a beautiful mistake.
I tried so hard to fit in, ignoring who i was, ignoring my beliefs. The thought of being wanted, the thought of being loved, i gave it much more value than it was really worth.
I am by no means But I still love me And I am worthy
bugs crawling under my skin tiny whispers the itch of trillions of legs uglyloserwrongawkwardwrongweird no No NO i am not ruined i am not a burning building i am not damaged goods
As a woman I am told to be quiet Keep it down They try to keep me down Below you, looking up On my knees, I exist only in ways that service you They want me to hear, not to speak
Imperfectly perfect My flaws make me flawless For my flaws are who I am and I don't give a damn You may see differently Maybe as boring or ugly But all I see is me Unique in everyway
It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: That I am nobody but myself.
You wake up, You don't know where you're headed. It's a time that you understand, But a time that is the hardest of them all. The overcoming of life, Of the depths that it causes. You soar above them,
People can only judge me as far as their eyes can see But no one really knows the real me It's only safe when I can see their smiles on me
My P.E. Class was great, and do you know why? I never had to dress out because my teacher was bi! She read sex books all day, and let us play on our phones,
it was a flawless secret one held too tight across her mind it would push against her eyelids so that every single time she would close her eyes to rest or even blink it would take control of her dreams
Things have changed We're not the people we were yesterday The rules have been rearranged and difficult to keep plain. We're more than sugar, spice and everything nice
She cries in the corner Thinking nobody sees, But she doesn’t notice that The other corner hides me. I can see in her eyes The hurt and the pain. She’s been through a lot