flawless Flawless Scholarship Slam
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Live life at your own pace because if you let other people dictate how to live, then you truly are not living a full life.
Winter Slope.
A frozen nose.
Purple toes.
Slik roads.
Wornout coats,
Frosted windows.
Steeped on snow.
A filled up car with no where to go.
A stop at a stoplight,
By him alone I was forced to fly.Alone he scolds each time I fall,and I wonder how a head so bigcan hold a brain so small.
The girl across the wing,Behind a curtain so fair,Knows her true and flawless self,And has a secret to share.With a partition separating herself,From the critics beyond the stage,
Don’t forget the way I smile
Don’t regret the way I feel
Because to every smile
There was a reason
To every frown
There was a lesson
To every spark
There was a joy
To every beautiful moment
My 6'1" figure has enough curve for me, my booty has gotten very toned and muscular since I started physical therapy for my ACL, my boobs are a good si
I am who I am and not who anyone wants me to be. God has thought me up to a young woman and not just a lady. The way I look from my head to my feet, or as I snap my fingers to a beat, but sometimes I am off key. How Flawless am I?
i am noti am mei am crooked-facedi have ancei am filled with pride
you compliment meyou are kindbut i am mei am flawedbut i am me
I remember, six in the morning
My alarm clock was a warning,
A warning of what was to come,
A bunch of kids poking fun,
At my shoes, my face, my hair bun,
In middle school I was shunned,
i wear a smile on my face,
flowers in my hair
and my heart on my sleeve
i give myself to tomorrow
to the ancient gods
and to my daily commute
i once asked my manager
I would never claim to be without flaws.
Perfecion is but an idealistic concept,
it does not exist.
So to say one is without flaws is ignorant.
For one to claim themsef as flawless is a flaw in and of itself.
Lips are stained
Her pearls lay
Beauty is transformed into something much more
Age and beauty
You thought did not mix
But believe me it combines into someone almost breathless
As I was the rain, he was the rainbow
Sweet as cherry pie.
And as beautiful as the night sky.
Being Flawless is Being Free
Standing on your own when feeling weak
Stepping out with a smile on your face
And moving with ease, chill and grace
It's being so good, you've gotta be bad
what makes me flawless
are in fact my flaws.
i accept who i am, flaws and all
because if i can't accept my flaws,
i can't accept myself.
flaws are beautiful
I feel flawless when I'm looked at by a guy,
I feel beautiful,
pretty,
non insecure.
I feel impowered.
Flawless
Hop out of bed 5:30 early morning,
Look in the mirror and without any warning,
without the makeup, nothing on, I see my perspective morphing.
I see my eyes without the eyeliner,
inside of me there are bubbles
i am no trouble
i am myself
im a little elf
i have a huge heart
i will not restart
but for better
would it be too late? never.
are you really flawless pretty girl? with the taste of shame and pretend down you throat
was it the jewerly he promised you ? love? or that pretty coat?
think you need a man to see the gold within yourself.
"Who said you're good enough to do THAT?"
Me, myself, and i.
Bitch....please- ain't no one ask for your opinion.
The only opinion of myself that matters is mine.
Me, myself, and i.
Turn the M in ME upside down for a while, do the same thing to your frown( a smile).
That new word becomes WE, walk in each others shoes just for a while.
Perfect, flawless, ethereal.
These words, when assigned to one human being, banish the rest to a mediocre Tartarus,
What is it that makes me FLAWLESS? Is it the color of my skin? Is it the way that I talk? Is it the way that I walk? What is it that makes me FLAWLESS? Is it how others see me? Is it how I see me? WHAT IS IT? Flawless is when you believe it...
I strut through the crowd with a cocky grin plastured on my face. I have two alluring models under my arms. All eyes are on us, on me. The whispers make my smile enlarge immensely.
something as little as a comment can stick in your mind
they say it was just a joke, it'll be just fine
but what they don't know is that wasn't kind
neither the times that it has been maybe about nine
it can make
I am the only me that will ever exist.
I will always know that.
A combination of two different people,
A compilation of my upbringing, education, and experiences,
This is a story of a guy and a girl
That has what it takes to take over the world
She’s his best friend and nobody would deny
1. Love yourself.
Tell yourself that you are a star and nothing and no one can take that from you.
Tell yourself that you are incredible and every step you took to get where you are now was necessary.
To be flawless
There is no thing
But a bunch of comments
That degrade one's self esteem
To be flawless
Should be personal deception
In the eye of the beholder
The sun beats downCars go past and with them, timeIt's growing late and business is as it has beenOne or two customers, looking for fresh fruitCooking an important mealCooking for themselves
I was born to have the most rosy cheeks.
Who am I kidding
The most tomato look alike cheeks
They are big and round
And bright red when faced with a big audience.
But you see I was born that way
Just look at the word,
flaw-lessness.
Yes, that's the word flaw in it.
Being flawless is not flawless.
Because no one is truly flawless.
But what makes me flawless,
is that I have flaws.
What does it mean to be a human being?
Magazines and the media scream,
"YOU CAN BE FLAWLESS TOO!
(like our airbrushed models who have their own makeup guru)
AND DON'T FORGET TO TAKE OUR QUIZ
I am flawed but that makes me flawless.I am brash and impatient, but I am kind and caring.I am flawed but that makes me flawless.I am not a forgive and forget kind of person.
In the rolling hills of Scotland
As my momma told it to me
A brave bough rest far atop
My twining family tree
My brown skin flawless
My face flawless
My crooked smile flawless
My style flawless
Natural hair
Petite
5'4
Maybe I woke up like this, maybe I didn't
I'm FLAWLESS
The warrior was born a leader
She was raised to fight for what is good and pure
She brought herself up throught the times of despair
She kept herself standing when others wanted her to fail
The defeatless
I don't want to be a muse any more.I have too much paint in my soul for your tributes,too much blood in my veinsfor the task of inspiring their pulse.This is my world to capture, in violent reds
I see her sitting still.
Alone.
Her scuffed shoes weighing heavy on her heart.
No one speaks and she is trapped,
Solitude her sole companion.
They dance by, laughing, talking,
I've never ffelt it,
But I know it's there,
Sturdier than steal,
Yet intangible like air.
It will bend and twist,
But never shatter or break,
Put through trials and stress,
I am a woman, not by the curve of my back or the slim in my waist,
or the perkiness of my breast or the features of my face.
I am a woman of intelligence,
a woman who shows concern to achieve greatness,
What do others see
When they look at me?
Is it my love for photography?
No.
Is it my caring personality?
No.
Is it that I am an honest person?
No.
I am not just a man or woman,
I am not just a boy or girl.
I love with all I am within,
I am but a pearl.
I am a person in this life,
I am just like you.
I have dealt with many a strife,
Ambush from left to right.
There was never a time where I lost a fight.
This struggle will surely cripple me.
But I will remain standing and free from flee.
I may have nothing but I must disgress.
I feel flawless when I can be me
No one but me.
I feel flawless when I can walk out the house with no makeup on
I woke up like .. What?
monday morning
hair in naps
feeling like all kinds of crap
New zit moved in
everyone starring at me
like theyre reading all about it
I woke up so fat today
Satisfaction held no statue, peace in content , as my lips dispised gratitude. Walk of terror swaying with the curve in my curls in depth with my lens defying the width of my eyes which potruded attitude.
"i wouldnt change nothing about me".
Maybe just my hair,
and the clothes I wear
This the reall me,
I am an original copy
The flawless look is my true personality
I am dope af,
I am like No other
They were wrong about the caramel color of my skin,
About the way I could erase my stutter with the stroke of my pen.
They were wrong about the dingy clothes I wore,
From the first breath of a newborn girl
to her first steps
first laugh
first smile
first heartbreak
Her self image waivers
wobbles
rises
falls
The mirror shows
Thanksgiving feast
Family gathered around the table
Smiles, laughter, love, joy
But what I saw...
Calories. Fat. Guilt. Humiliation.
Thanksgiving feast
Family gathered around the table
Smiles, laughter, love, joy
But what I saw...
Calories. Fat. Guilt. Humiliation.
Birthday party
Children running and playing
Flaws;
They consist of the scars on my body,
The craters in my soul,
The rudimentary words that fall out of my mouth like;
"Shit"
Trying to stand my ground but you're pulling me down
thought I could trust you and you let me fall
feeling like I am lost, I couldn't help but care
for the wrong person,
In the back of my friend's truck
I sit,
With one hand on the black,
Noiseless amplifier.
The windows are up.
Outside, the weather
Is cold and biting,
Everyone wants that perfect someone
The key word is want and perfect
There are no perfect people Just perfect problems
A world where our needs are confused with wants
I try my hardest to be the best I can be
