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If the world were to end tomorrow I’d spend my last hours with the universal language. If I lost my hearing tomorrow I’d spend today Listening to Forever and Always by Parachute,
Okay take it, Wait Hold on just one second.
Smears, smudges hide my face In the dusty reflections of the mirror With shaking hands I can place The nose, the hair, the eyes But in a glimpse they're chased From my tentative tries
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
Music is my voice Lyrics are my words A mermaids rejoice In a broken world My infectious laughter pollutes the air Jumping in imagination With love and hope everywhere Creating inspiration
Like the stars effortlessly twinkle against the roaring engines of travelling planes through the night
She is in her little red car and it is Friday night, so she is laughing and the music is loud. Next Friday night she is crying and she doesn't know exactly why
Sweatpants or blue jeans?
Flawed. I'm flawed. Without filters, society calls me flawed. It's true, I'm flawed. But what's it to society? Everything has flaws. My face occasionally blemished.
I used to be covered in filters They draped my body like exotic cloths I smiled when other people smiled Laughed at other peoples' jokes Lived other peoples' lives But I never lived my own
Through the lens, you see is a smiling girl. On the screen, she stares back at you with glistening green eyes. Everything about her screams "happy!" Everything you read makes you smile,
Quiet, they say.
Who am I without technology?
They say not to depend on a first true love. "You're too young!" "Focus on yourself." "Your future is too bright. Don't waste it on him." My first true love gave me everything.
Me I am strong Caring Beautifully made Careful
Closed eyes and a deep breath before lifting myself up;
Without all the filters, what am I? I am an independant women, strong willed, but yeilding I am out spoken, out going, with just a touch of gentleness I am Confident in my abilities, but not prideful
I am a blank canvas, I am unique, I am a soul of wonder. No person, No object, No filter Shall change who I am. I am dreams, I am optimism, I am a hopeless romantic.