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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.
When you commit suicide you kill yourself
Others then die inside and are robbed of wealth
You are valuable to others more than you know
Suicide just let’s all your weaknesses show
A Pane of Glass Is As Bland As A Blank Page.
Solidity, Wholeness, Smothness, Are False Perfections
Boring And Unattainable.
I chase what I'm not,
What I choose to be.
I learn
I run
I play
I watch
I do
I try
Why?
I will never master anything,
But it's what I love;
What's new,
Creep into the day
aware with an unforgiving glance on your face
deepend with hate and anger
spit out the foul words that were once used against you
and then bleed the picture on canvas.
my chest risesjust as the sun doesand water coursesthrough Motherjust as blood does my veinsshe takes my breath awayand I cry in jealousyas she begs me, pleaseto love myself
With curves large and wide that are slick as butter brown hair that glistens in the sun Hazels eyes that reflect the way I feel A bubbly personality for everyone there Short temper that gets the best of me A follower of God,jesus hims
As I move once again
to a new state.
I hold on
to all the memories
Willingfully
I go
with a heavy heart
but hopeful spirits.
Now I say to myself,
Beauty is as thin and temporary as the
Skin cells we shed each day, so
Pull out the X-ray and take a deeper
Look, for true beauty lies within
In the muscle that gives me strength
And connects the
Beauty is as thin and temporary as the
Skin cells we shed each day, so
Pull out the X-ray and take a deeper
Look, for true beauty lies within
In the muscle that gives me strength
And connects the
My imperfections are in no way diminishing my value!
For I am
Priceless,
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.
Dentists would always call me "Bucktooth Beaver,"
Potentially straight teeth, was everyone, even I, a nonbeliever?
The other girls said my breasts remind them of a boy,
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
I know what's right from wrongI know where I belongI know where to goI know what not to showThey see a goody too-shoosThey see blacks and bluesThey see a teacher's pet
Oil perculates from the deep yellow skin,
a false smile perfereates deep from within,
the heart feels like this could be a sin,
waiting for the alarm to go off so I could begin.
"Size 16"
I wasn't always this size and I wasn't always this way.
I was a size 10 now I'm 16.
People behind my back calling me names, saying "Fat", "Loser", "Stupid", and "Worthless".
They tell me my skin isn't perfect
and think I can control it,
like it's my choice to have acne,
and I can just make it go away.
It's my body, not yours.
They tell me I need to eat more,
I am who I am
Only I can do me like I can do me
You can't teach self confidence
It comes with taking what others say about you
And making it irrelevant
I've come to terms with who i am.
Sure it took time, but here i stand.
Flawless looks hard and seems unatainable
but flawless is all around.
The way I can dance, my love for singing,
Hold on
Turn around
Take a look at what we've found
I've had a hard time believing
That everything happens for a reason
But I see it
I see it now
I don't know where I'm going
You're just killing yourself.
Your eyes grow more dim,
the night flooding your vision.
Your mouth speaks of things
only said when lust kisses your lips.
Your mind retreats to the darkest corners
I wake up, silence. The earth applauds. My very life-meaningful. It has a cause. I breathe, I feel. I am existing. Lights, cameras, who needs them? I make myself who I am. Fame and glory? Just words overused. Respect is the real reward.
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
All my life you sang me one song,
Education.
To go to college
And gain exceeding knowledge,
That I would need to succeed,
Now you say
That I may have to stay?
For you cannot pay
I swim inside a sea of ocean blue.
It shimmers so gaily, so tried and true.
It turns to tears cried throughout the night
As men in Afghanistan try to fight.
Then transforms to red of blood and fire,
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,
In high school everybody wants to be cool
well guess what, I'm not a tool.
i don't care what people say,
i do things my own way.
i shop at the thrift store,
so what if my clothes are a bore?
Accepting. Powerful. Integrity.
Looking in the mirror these are the words I see in me
I See a Queen
The warmth of her soul equally coheres to the fire in her eyes
My kind have been here longer than most.
We are warriors,
Nobility by deed.
Worshipped for our beauty and strength,
You.
Yeah you.
Listen up closely.
If you can dream.
You can achieve.
The only thing stopping you, is you.
So lace up your shoes, look in the mirror, and go get it.
I wonder what they're all after.
My closest goal to reach is hapiness or laughter.
If you don't enjoy it, why do you do it?
To pay for things that you do, and then when it breaks, you pay to glue it.
With filters, I may look "girlie"
I may look happy and carefree.
Therefore, you may not think of me as a band "dork"
How can I be a marching band girl with good looks?
Advancing through a life of change and struggle,
feeling as if your adheering to society's perfect image.
Then one day the discovery for yourself stops.
You've found it within someone else's words.
Flaws and time go hand in hand
Merrily skipping around the land
Hi-fiving everyone in the face
Giving us wrinkles and filling us with false disgrace
I am flawless
because I greet them with a hug
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.
I may not be the perfect girl,
but let me give "flawless" a whirl.
I'm tall and awkward,
I'm too loud to be heard.
I know not everyone likes it,
but I rarely care a bit.
I'm #flawless because well,
Her story started like everyone else
She had two parents, two sisters
And lived in a house
She had friends, and family for miles and more
Not knowing the rain was starting to pour
Not Your Conquest
There is no distress
In this damsel
I am not the conquest
In the grand adventure of your story
Amazing, to me, is how music can take you
Places imaginations would go.
Whatever the theme, it begins with a dream
Its boundaries and limits not known.
Rather inspiring, to me, to hear
I am BOLD
I am WISE
I am STRONG
I am YOUNG
I am MOM
I am FREE
I am HONEST
I am CAPABLE
I am ME!
As I stand in the mirror everyday
I think about what changes I've made
what chances I took
The regrets I have
The life I've lived
The years ahead
I realize what I used to be
is not the key
Do ya know who I am, behind the makeup, the dress? Behind the flaws, and the fear, man I'm flawless! I've given up on caring bout' what others think of me, cuz the truth is what I'm wearin' is the skin of me.
There are few things in this world that need a filter
Coffee being the main one
Was I sub post to be born with one
Or can they be installed like a TV
How can things improve
If no one tells you
In today's society and social media,
Beauty is changed in many ways.
Social Media has changed our view of others.
When I look in the mirror who do I see?
Let me be honest, I see a girl who hurts on the inside and can't control herself all the time.
I am the type to just be alone in my room and sit there and think.
High School is wearing thin.
What have these 4 years taught me?
Why, that is to keep high your chin.
When I walk, heads turn
"Who is this girl with all the confidence in the world"?
Lift my head high, you would'a swore I was lookin at God himself!
When I talk, heads turn
Everyone thinks I'm flawless in this school
The teachers, the students, the janitor that cleans the pool.
Everyone thinks I can do it all
Good grades, a girlfriend, and a star playing baseball.
Shutter Snaps
Perfect Picture
Fancy Filter
But which one?
Sierra? no
Sable? no
Sutro? Yes, that's perfect.
110 Likes...
But Who Am I,
Behind the filters?
Who Am I,
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
You'll hear from a lot of people, that recover is a road.
a woman with sad eyesbelongs to a speciesall unto her ownshe wears her grief as pearl earringsand sings melodies as she makes the bedshe drinks earl-grey tea
I am beautiful, maybe not in the way some others would think but I am.
I am strong; I can't lift twenty pounds but I can keep smiling because I am.
I am determined, there is nothing that can stop me; I know I am.
When I was eight years old, I was a ghost for Halloween.
But when I knocked on my neighbor’s door, she still noticed me and handed me a Snickers bar.
But you didn’t do the same.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, freckles,5’6” and 150 pounds,My appearance won’t dictate my success.
1970 SAT, 29 ACT score,4.6 GPA, and 63rd in my class of 500.My academics won’t dictate my success.
A mirror only shows what you let it;
It displays an image which eyes can distort.
Most teenagers see a less-than-perfect image,
But the mirror sees truth and perfection.
I was already there, waiting at a brink, looking for a clutch.A thing I could look towards and ask for helpBut within the noise and the frustrationI couldn't find a sign.
I woke up like this,
cranky, sluggish, fuzzy
I woke up like this,
***Flawless
I woke up like this,
tired, cold, makeup smeared,
I woke up like this,
***Flawless
I woke up like this,
The trick to being flawless
Is that you must be lawless
Obey noone's expectations
don't use their fixations
Don't look and find what they see
Understand you'll always be dreamy
I was not meant to be a thing made of plain happenings and I am more, made up of manyunfolding, shrinking, expanding breaths
I am young and not nearly done,
What could I become?
Thoughts whirled,
Anything possible in this world.
My imagination works day and night,
I am like a knight.
My pencil is my sword,
You're a coward that is full of messPushing me around and hitting me in my chestYou're a coward that has no heartBeating me up dragging me apartYou're a coward I say I say with grace
You wanna know what makes me flawless
Acknowledging my imperfections. Having the ability to forgive and forget those who were snakes
Your beautiful just the way you are
There us no need to wear makeup
Don't fake it up
Just the way you are
You shook the world up
Because your are beautiful just the way you are
The me without a filter is just like anyone else.
Full of fear and regrets, maybe even a few insecurities.
But the me without a filter is not always seen.
A child of Suess and a daughter of grace,
in this whimsical world I was kindly misplaced.
On an island of misfits I took to my tongue,
like the martyrs had spoken my brilliance begun.
Who knows the real me?
If I look deep inside,
I know I can find
The real me even if I am truly blind.
I let the words get to me.
Knowing they are not true,
But even though my eyes are blue
Her eyes are blue
Her eyes are bright
Her lips are flawless too
And her hair is just right
Her nails are long and thin
Her nose is a perfect width
Her skin is considered perfection
I think of all the things I think is wrong with me. My acne, my eyebrows don't look alike, I don't have a flat stomach, my hair isn't long and luscious, I'm too plain in my clothes. I think: "I am flawfull".
My name is Morgan
Without a filter I am normal
Without a filter my teeth are gray
Without a filter my eyes are just okay
Peers would describe me as pretty
But that's just the filter, really
What even gave Rise to the Instagram filters?
I'll bet some Earlybird got up one day,
But when looking for OJ, he saw only Amaro liqueur.
A Capricorn under Saturn
Ambitious, natural like earth's soil
Beautiful without effects and powders
Humble, do tumble, I mumble under my breath
waiting to be discovered
Without make-up such as foundation, mascara,lipstick,eyeliner,eyeshadow and eyebrow pencil, makes me flawless.The chemicals in these products ruin my natural look. Having make-up on is like wearing a mask.
Flawless.
Perfect, Persistent, perpetually Precise;
I pay attention to detail more than it'll suffice.
Flawless.
Unique, United, uniformly Univocal;
A world where everyone wants to speak and not hear
Is a world where a smile can fade into a tear
Born into stress and a father that felt hate
Let me start off by saying I was a victim,
I was beat down and taken advantage of,
Three girls, those were my bullies
Physically, emotionally abusive.
I was told that I'm black and ugly,
The hate of the world can beat on you
The hate of the earth will make you blue
Bitterness can harvest, in your heart
Bitterness will make your tongue tart
I know who I am .
I am one to
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Though I am real.
Deep down i am hurt,
I know. We all know.The world is full of hurt and hate.
I want you to know I am kind enough to open the gate. I am kind and passionate.
Now stop lashing' at that kid over there. Look at his poor, innocent stare.
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.
How is it that I am under you?/ Why me?/ Am I really that different?/ Am I really easy prey?/ Am I really weak?/ Does it really give you the right to hurt me?/
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
At what point does
One
Become two?
Does it experience the growing pains
as it's
CHAnged
And morPHED?
And once
two reaches 3,
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
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
"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.
Verdadera princesa
A true princess
A young woman in a big world
A first Gen' American
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
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.
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
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.
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.
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.
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.
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
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
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.
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
"You're not good enough,
Not smart enough,
And what happened to your face?"
Since the beginning of time,
This is what I've heard
Today, I stand to make a point
See that house,It's crumbling.One more kickAnd it's tumbling.Rain is poring downAll day and night.The wind so harshIt won't give up the fight.
See that house,It's crumbling.One more kickAnd it's tumbling.Rain is poring downAll day and night.The wind so harshIt won't give up the fight.
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
