selfworth
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Wearing this crown of shit. Proud and shameless. I stand. I'm Standing tall. Here I stand. You will not make me fall. I will not crumple. I will not hesitate. As you spectators speculate. In an attempt to emulate. To only perpetuate. Some it may
All the expectations and love for you
Shattered and annihilated in a moment or two
Building the castles in air, I was
Pursuing you, was my biggest loss
Deep in your self, I have lost mine
People say it's weird that
I sit alone in a corner in a solitary silence
But my voice speaks the only
Answers my ears will hear
You who speaks mere portions of truth in order to deceive
I pined for the top,
The utopic top of the hill,
To stop the time, I said I will.
To save us, I knew I could
But should I go when its so cold
Smile smile stay
Smile smile go
Smile in denial
Crooked teeth crooked cops
Crooked world crooked rocks
Chipped teeth broken teeth
Challenge accepted smiles unprotected
Wiped away tears from the hurt that was shed
Hide the mistakes that were made on wrists because they wanted to bleed beauty
As they were told they didn't make the cut
Sai My Name ______________
As i lay in the dark only one thing seems to spark
My dreams , My legacy
What will it remain?
Once upon a time in a land too close for comfort was a woman who had lived her whole entire life trying to please EVERYONE. She placed all her energy into making her parents, brother, kids, husband and friends happy.
It’s 12:47 AM.
You’re asleep, all tucked in bed
your head resting against the pillows of feathers plucked from white geese.
I’m happy
Even though my hair is nappy,
I don’t put in all these exotic bundles,
Of words you can’t even pronounce,
So while you mumble on that Brazilian ensemble,
I’ll remain humble,
I Gave Up So Much For One BOY.
I Lost Myself.
I Gave My Heart, Mind, And Body To One BOY.
I Lost Myself.
Sometimes it's euphoric
Drunk with pride and confidence
On my high horse
Looking staright ahead
Other times a 180 turn occurs
Hell on my mind
It's dark, I'm timid
Sometimes it's euphoric
Drunk with pride and confidence
On my high horse
Looking staright ahead
Other times a 180 turn occurs
Hell on my mind
It's dark, I'm timid
We live in a world of fake.
Wear the mask, play the part,
and smile.
Just to turn your back, roll your eyes,
and glare.
Admist all the make up, lies, and buried truths,
find it in you to be you.
When will you start to notice the way your love makes others feel and how in need YOU are of that YOURSELF
Girl in the mirror
Why do you frown?
Do you not see
Exactly what I see
Smart
Kind
Beautiful
Self-doubt
Anxiety
Isolation
Is this your daily norm?
Who hurt you so?
Dear Ex-best friend,
While it has been months since we last spoke and an infinite amount left until we will speak again, it is time to get this off my chest.
you grew flowers in my lungs,
and although they were pretty,
I could hardly breathe.
you’ve built parts to me I didn’t know could be built
but now that they’ve been torn down,
MY MY MY HOW BEAUTIFUL AM I..
I TAKE PRIDE IN STRIDE..
I CARRY MY STRENGTH LIKE I CARRY MYSELF...
EVERYDAY ALL DAY I THANK THE MOST HIGH IF I DONT DO NOTHING ELSE .. -ANGEL
Too much to take, too much to give
Too aware to die, too aware to live.
Too white, too black, too inbetween.
Too loud, too quiet, too asleep to dream.
Too good, too bad, too broken to try.
Why do we fall for people that'll never look our way?Why do we fall for people that treat us like shit?Why do we accept the love we think we deserve?Why can't we have a little more self worth? Ely Dawn
Everyone says “Look for red flags”For the “Let me see your phone”For the “I told you not to talk to him”For the “I yell because I love you”
And I drank water
not to quench my thirst,
but to repel my hunger.
And I writhed
when someone
made me eat.
And I couldn't mask
the feeling that
something was eating me
I'v been cheated I'v been lied
I know everything you wanted to hide. Your comments, your dirt, the way you always had to flirtYet you said I was enough, you told me to be tough. You said you loved me so much and that I had nothing to worryBut th
It was in her darkest corner that he found her light. She lost it so long ago from this broken system of society. Trampled, beaten and abused all she knew was pain. The beauty she once seen is since long gone more of just a faded memory.
Some days drug on
Slower than a snail scraping across a plate of salt
A symphony of nails on a chalkboard
Serenading my every move
Reminding me
I quickly learned how to cleanse
Congratulations
To the people
Who can go throughout life without weight on their bodies
Congratulations
To the people who became professional whisperers
They said "I was beautiful enough "They looked at me blankly, and saw somewhat fit thighs, a somewhat of a put together face Hazel eyes that are presentable, heart on a sleeve
She walks with her head held high,
Without fear of the future,
Letting the insults and rude comments,
Brush off her shoulder like a child going down a slide.
She glides,
She waltzes,
roachaphobia: simple, rhyming, frivolous: hatred wrapped in fear.
my very first poem was written at eight
or at least the first poem i clearly recall
i remember because my glory was fate
When I was 13, a boy told me this is how you kiss, that gifts show affection, and that this is love.
I started laying bricks down.
Why give your soul to be controlled
It's not your role to carry all the load
As he sits on his ass and grows old
masquerading his nonchalance
So good your eyes thinks he's excellent
All I need is money,
I’m told everyday,
By teachers, parents, everyone,
Just what I need to pay,
To go to school, to get to eat,
Self esteem fizzles,
Popping bubbles like tiny glass,
Shattering myself worth,
The clock on the wall strikes one,
Darkness makes the room gloomy
everything turns grey,
As I close my eyes stars,
Pain brings the saddest days or the happiest moments
Pain of sacrifice is more bueatiful then a childs pain turned into a starlit lotus
If you lose pain you lose focus
When I look in the mirror
Everything becomes clearer
Knowing that my flaws couldn't be nearer
I try my best to look past them
But I am no gem
Trying to compare myself to others
I knew that when the going gets tough most of the tough gets going
you see they're robbin' us
leavin' us with broken promises
lying to U.S. open your eyes they're not trying to liven us
it's so unjust
Twenty photos taken
Ten are deleted
Five are retaken
Ten show the camera’s reflection on my glasses
The other five look hideous:
My baby cheeks seem to be bulging;
My skin is flushed out;
I use to feel so disgusted by those hurtful words
telling me that I wasn't pretty enough
slim enough
Here. Impress me.
Take your appearance and character
And put it under a stress sheet
It's light enough to ignore
But it keeps away the best heat
It puts up an impenetrable wall
If it isn’t my skin, then what shall it be?
The two arms and legs that extend directly from me?
That enable me to run past the wind, and jump the hurdles in front of me.
To clear all the expectations. All the allegations. All the sensation from a human is to take them...
Apart
And stitch them into a shell of their former selves
Like shiny new trophies in a glass case in hell
You don't even know who you fucking are, let alone what you're fucking worth,
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 future
I am a leader
I can contribute to changing the world
It starts with me, with you and I together
She came to me
Eyes filled with tear and she began to confine to me,
She said
"I fell in love with him because i thought he was best for me,
looking at the entire world in an illusion
No, I did not just wake up like this,
I was created and I was born like this.
I'm perfectly imperfect.
Not caring what the others do,
Its up to me, all that I do,
Every time I conjur up the smallest amount of courage and tell myself, " yes, i think i can. I can do this", something in me crushes it. It smothers that little spark of confidence and hope. Why am i so afraid?
Start the day working.
Whether it is on a car
Or on a drawing.
I work untill it is done.
No one else
Under its scrutiny
Its light
Because you are under it
All of your faults on display
Just out there
Exposed
And for
EVERYONE to see
But you must show them
I am more than the puppet in the photo.
I am more than the papers I write.
I am more than the family I've been given.
I am more than the sheep, being suffocated by the flock.
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.
The wind carries my soul away from this society that is oh so cruel
, and I am greeted by the birds in the sky
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,
Words from my mother
Combing through knotted curly hair
One ear, Out the other
Phrases too hard to bear
Hardest part of the day
To me, this is so clear
Children go out and play
I chose to be
in this world of dark and light.
I put on a mask for the bee,
for a future that is bright
This is no natural beauty.
It takes work.
It is my personal duty
My intellectual capabilities dig beyond what you see,
Ass & titties aren't so unique,
You can't grab my ass like you can grasp my mind,
Look down my shirt, you won't find divinity,
Have it all
from my head to my feet
no matter how tall
reach up and take me
I am yours
you are mine
the God who changed
water to wine
even in a blink of an eye
I am Bill Gates
At least I wish to beileve that's true
A high school drop out with fantasies that explains
If he can do it I can do it too
She never thought the day would come;
When pen, paper, and she, were one,
but what was a young foreign girl to do ?
When no one could hear her silent cries.
All she had was her notebook, who promised to hear.
There is a mess, a clutter, a crowd that she found,
A thing that we run from that follows her around.
A climax, a friction, a trick that she believed-
A gift that she thought that she had received.
You look people in their eyes and can easily see into the depths of their soul, but never have you been able to shake hands with Your own
Down the ground lookin' so low
All i want to know
will I go high, so high that I cant touch the ground?
Stuck in this cage with ties that i cant abound
I want to be more than this
with my uniquness
One day I hope they'll see
this is just a sad part of me
their hearts I do not mean to break
I do it for my own souls sake
I want to smile and often do
except for when I think of you
Aim to become all that you hope to be, all that you dream to be, all that you will be
I'm trying so hard to be confident
But in a world full of false hope and lies
Its a struggle, is it not clearly evident.
The fact that world has become so fake and so plastic
They're selling "dreams" for the price of your soul.
Wrapped in pretty green paper,
I'm losing my mind it's three in the morning and my mind is starting to unwind,
I'm going on auto drive and everything is so intensified,
Electricity and power and thoughts inside
Music, and wonder and time
It’s just a glimpse inside my mind
Worry and hope and tears I’ll cry
Happiness and running and learning to fly
Who am I?
Am I the person you see right in front of you?
Am I the person you hear people talking about?
Am I the person crying out for attention?
Am I the person who needs your approval on who I am?
You asked me how I knew I loved you,
The words could barely leave my mouth.
I tried to write it, I couldn’t.
There was no ink, I could not do that to you,
You deserve to know the reason,
You asked me how I knew I loved you,
The words could barely leave my mouth.
I tried to write it, I couldn’t.
There was no ink, I could not do that to you,
You deserve to know the reason,
Today women have a voice, a place,
And we are recognized for not only our beauty,
but our intellect. Our contributions to society.
But when we walk down the streets,
If I were to change something big or small
Would it be my height?
Sometimes I were I were small
But this would only please myself temporarily
No, have confidence. I AM TALL
welcome to the issuewhere emotions are lost in the words we’ve foundbut i’m here to change thatactivate switch to operate: freedom is choicehow to do everything right: forgive yourself
I stand here before you with a smile on my face
trying to determine my place in this race for success.
Some rose early , while others worked late into the night
But at the end of our day, whatever time that may be
We each must put our thoughts to bed,
The head may lie on soft down,
It's a feeling of suffocation
weighing down on your chest
inability to breath
inability to ration
tears continue flowing
"You're not good enough."
"You will never make it."
I believe that once I was a beautiful being
A being meant to live amongst the stars
Worshipping one God and helping nature also praise Him
I once believed I could've moved mountains,
I write to encourage
I write to be free
I write to make love
To the words that I see
Inside my head
Lying here on the bed sorting through offers from the world, I imagine what life will be in the future.
They told her she could sing
She didn’t really hear it
She figured she could carry a tune
But she didn’t feel special
They told her she was smart
She didn’t really think so
The thing that keeps me safe,
The face that keeps me sound,
It is because of those things,
I have not dug myself a hole in the ground,
As she paints on minerals, some call beauty
the reflection transforms
flaws erase as beauty is painted on
the tinted liquid that fills your jar isn't beauty
the smile you give when that chuckle is released
English, Physics, French, History,
Algebra, Spanish, Calculus, and Chemistry.
Do they not realize our suffering, our pain?
Why can't we be taught skills beneficial to retain?
Track records are damning, They slip into the folds of your skin like bar codes of your past.So that the technology of our future generations may simply blink to download them. Tracks records are the tattoos of prostitution to a prior cause.
You used to read me like a book, unbeknownst to the strength it took to make it look like I was ok.I let love in but what good is being a lovey sap? You treated me like dirt and told me I wasn't worth crap.
Am I more than just a breath
escaping from a pair of lungs?
More than just a beat
drumming in a chest?
More than just the lakes
residing in my veins?
Yes, I am more.
I am love and sweat
Lines in perfect symmetry,Depicting the image I tell you is me.A sweet, warm smile and hopefilled eyes,You'd never guess that this masterpiece liesThe passionate strokes and the colors I used -
My heritage and my background,
The color of my skin or the color of yours
the length of my hair or the length of my nails,
My hieght or my size only have as much power as i give them
Words rising and falling like mountains and valleys.Letters form Heroes with passion and calling.Seas of ideas, all structured in stanzas.
Escape
Because a cruel world needs a safe place
Dream
Because sometimes a piece of paper and a pen can create a new reality
Emotion
Because tears come to often and tissue runs out
Love
it was fate that brought me to this spot,
looking down the dirt road where my heart was caught by the swirling winds of your love.
the memories play like a movie in slow motion.
reversing time and going back to that day.
Little girls growing up. Limited in their visions.
Little boys growing up. Limited in their prosperity.
Who are we? We the people. We are supposed to be free.
Who are we? We the people. We are meant for simplicity.
I. First-light
Eyes fly open and I light up a cigarette.
Check to see…yep, still there. I slowly unfurl
My cramped wings, the slow rustle of feathers
Hello to girl world
Boys are their big prize
Pink car to my surprise
Music cranked
Phone in reach
Happy to be alive
"Happy Girls are pretty girls"
Hello Cliche
Phone calls from
For fear of showing who I really am.
I speak but I’m just a sham.
Colored green with the thought,
that being me is all that I have.
So, I smile and spill words of falsity.
Appearing happy and fun, but
There was once a world where we wallowed
we'd fallen into a dark, cold hole
when we wake, all around us are children like us
Hand in hand they walk towards a tumbling city
Orange light passes slowly on; as a slow brook passes an even slower traveler on his melancholy way through life.
Walking past me,
There he is with some of his friends
we make eye contact
then he looks forward pretending I don't exist
we have to keep it between us he says
ill say hi to you at school he says
Man knows not their harm,
Just how deep the pain goes,
The killing of a brother,
The abuse of a sister.
They lose the trust,
But never the love,
No matter how much,
It is wished to be forgotten.
Young girl
There’s something you need to know
Sit down, listen, take a break
I’m going to be real with you, not fake
Media tells you who are what to wear how to dress
(poems go here)
See they messed up the truth
its more like "make up"
take "cover girl"
so you can face the
fact they dont want more women like esther or ruth
Little girl six years old
Watching her father walk away
Little girl so sad and alone
Looking for a way to understand
I needed it.
Release.
You know, let go.
Be gone.
Release.
Where was this magnanimous means that would submerge my problems
Flush out my feelings
Bequeath my body with boldness
As things get rough I find her head hangs low
Eyes bellowed beneath the clouds his hands on her chest as a chain on his ankles holds him tight
Her body is in a state of mind that nobody can feel
Fragile yet beautiful
Bruised yet perfect
Small yet noticed
One of a kind
Amongst a field
of a thousand
So unique, noticed
from a mile away
So special,
It can't be forgotten
i feel sick.
sick from the hurt
from the pain
from the hate i want to feel,
but cannot.
sick from the hole in my heart
from the helplessness
from the power you have over me
Another glance into the mirror
Another day, another year
A coarse example of the person
Who is hiding under there
Just as I thought it was save to rest my eyes.
The pain of the ignorance you exhibit is blissful,
yet it haunts me through the night.
I’m an angel within but I fear my wings
Those graceful, feathered, astonishing things
I hide them away so that I can deny
This beautiful girl, whom I transformed into a lie
Searching in mirrors trying to figure it out
Remember when you were young and everything was…perfect?
Ugh. The word stings both tongues and ears.
Perfect…ha.
There’s no such thing as “perfect.”
It’s an idea, infectious and taunting.
Girls today are rewinding back to the Leave It to Beaver days with June at the helm of their dilapidated ship filled with: aprons, house coats, cake mix, feather dusters, and beige pumps.
Death is a woman when she is killed emotionaly.
Death is a woman when her heart is broken.
Death is a woman when she is abused by the man.
Death is a woman when she is afraid of her own mind.
(A wise man once said
Words in no particular song
"To conquer others is to have strength
To conquer yourself is to be strong"
In lucid dreams at night
When I'm thinking of my dreams
“Your fault,.” he would say.
“You’re right.” Regret filled me.
“Try harder,” he spat in my face.
“I will.” Shame rose up.
“You need me,” he simply stated.
“Please don’t go.” Panic overwhelmed me.
For what it's worth, I know my worth, I know I'm beautiful--
Not just on the outside, but everywhere else past the naked eye.
For what it's worth, I"m confident and I love my complex life.
I can't decipher if it was love that caused me to be attracted to him
Was it his cologne or after shave
Was it his thug like mentality an his gentlemen facade
That caused me to be smitten by danger
Every day she stares into her bathroom mirror for hours, questioning who it really is that is staring back.
To move on is to grow;
We must take this as fact.
To see is to know;
We mustn't think only after we act.
Can we change the way we’re living before it consumes and devours all that contains meaning within us?
