Yourself
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You laugh and dance
even if there's no music
as there's music on your soul.
You dream and wish upon the stars
even when others don't.
You do not give up on yourself
even when you are alone,
We all want love. (Don't we?)
SAY NO. To the hate. Discrimate. For goodness sake.
We all want affection. (Don't We?)
Show me that. Yes I will and everyday.
We all want. Many things. (Don't We?)
Silent, Sad, Mad,
What is wrong with me?
I am crying inside where you can not see.
Silent, but LOUD
Explain to me.
Young brown girl
Searching the TV
For people like me
Could’nt find any
Young brown girls
With curly hair
Or skin darker than “fair”
So i believed
I was not pretty
I have seen into the light,
For so long I never had it in me to stand upright,
I was always so pathetic,
I never looked in the mirror as my own worst critic,
It was always up to me,
Dear onlooking eyes,
We’re all thorns
One speculated look
Will prick another
One judgement can imprison another mind
Poison begins to seap
It could slowly take over
Dear “The Other Side of Me,”
Why have we been fighting lately?
I honestly think it’s my fault
It’s not you
It’s me
Dear Savannah,
It's okay to be afraid.
And it's okay that you don't know what you're doing with your life.
Most people don't have it figured out.
Life is scary.
Not disappointing people is hard,
Pass that class
Apply for college
Gain more weight
Still get acne
Question yourself
Question your morals
Have regrets
Forgive yourself
Improve yourself
Love yourself
All I've ever thought about was love
How it feels
What makes it real
Then I had the opportunity
To date someone for that purpose
That made me a selfish person
He cheated on me
Mighty is a strong word
but strong is stronger.
That may not seem right
but neither is wrong.
Hate is a strong word
but love is stronger.
That is always right
but one is wrong.
2016: The Year Fear Took Over
You Think it will be the best year
You Think you will grow
You Think you will change
Not fearless. Still brave. Dare to dream. Lovely. All of the things I so desire, and delight in. Conspiring against tragedy.Shakespeare wishes it was a comedy. Escaping from scapegoats, and illness blighting.
A Krazy Kahlo and Picasso
By Lauren Ward
All I Need Is a Painting.
A Picasso. Or maybe a Frida Kahlo.
Match the beat
With your heart
Let in the rhythm
And never part
Just let yourself
Be swallowed whole
Make the music
Part of your soul
Distance
The water crashing upon the shore
and the need to breathe.
Salt doesn't make good air
and neither does space.
Time
A misconcetion of the ultimate thought
I stared fear in the eyes and asked it how was its day our staring match, lastedfor about five minutes and I refused to look away I am bigger I am not afraid I said, as I trembled in my legs
I am...
What am I?
Who am I?
I am ugly
I am fat
I am cautious
I am casual
I am short-haired
I am brown eyed
But.
I am me.
I am not
I've written so much about feelings that
I need to put on my thinking hat
And find a way to feel free again
Not bound by the laws of thick or thin
I want to know that I am true
I am something out of the blue
You ever feel so worthless all you wanna do is cry can't even stand to stare in the mirror cause the hate goes straight to your eyes
Those tears running down your face expresses the pains you can't explain
Life is so mysterious,Also very precarious.It can get tedious,Unless you are spontaneous!Life can be a hindrance,Hidden from the brilliance,Difficult to make a difference,
Check yourself
before your wreck yourself
It's a time for change
but you staying in the same place
in the same lane
this ain't chess
so why are you playing games?
You're not a king or queen
As I stand in the mirror,
I think my nose is too weirdly shaped.
My eyebrows are too straight
And I hate my hair this way.
As I stand in the mirror,
I think my ears are too small
Eyes torn, eyes bright; reaching
Hands clasped, outstretched; speaking. They tell my story, they lived my days: of teary-eyed nights but persistent days,
spent studying, searching, for the ones who helped me see,
We like to believe we are being upfront
But behind a filter, screen, or angle.
Never wanting to confront
The fake front becomes a tangle.
Being able to be yourself,
My eyes dart side to side looking for the welcoming smile,
Was it not enough,
You have put my entire life on trial,
I know what I have done makes my outside rough,
People always make analogies
Saying birds are free; they want to be birds.
What is a bird? Nothing more than hair.
They say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but what if that view is fallacious?
I used to look in a mirror and see nothing more than a pale, meaningless skeleton
Encompassed by pasty, white flesh with scars that seemed to never fade away no matter how much they healed,
I used to think that I was dumb
Nothing more than chewed gum
People would say that I did not deserve to live
But I did not hate I learned to love and give
Discrimination at it's worst
Girl let me tell you that i've been on the road though
Singing songs of how I miss you
A boat load
When I look in the mirror at myself I see deeper than what's my image on the surface, When I look in my reflection I am the rain and the sun nothing that can be easily undone, Most see sunshine and a halo in my reflection because I can do nothing
My sound?
Is a silent night, I have no music
no beats, or rhythem.
My sound?
Crickets on a summer day.
When I was born they sang.
My sound?
Is a soft noise
When I read this and when you do too, you will think... How can I be so stupid to not be able to control this feeling
A pimple on my cheek
Who cares?
A crack in between my teeth
Who cares?
A hair out of place
Who cares?
A few strech marks across my waist
Who cares?
I love my skin
The world is full of hate
drenched in the cynical behavior that we come to know
women are starving
to achieve the level or perfecton that photo editors create
children are bullied
I am me
Can I be me while trying to fit in this square
In your square
What society wants from me
Cannot be the same as who I am
Or who I want to be
The world is a swirling ball of chaos
So many people
Rushing about
Not looking up from their job
Remaining blind
Ignoreing the crying child
The lonely man
The woman with bruises
In an operation, surgeons pull away the skin.
Their patient is a stranger.
Every organ, muscle, and bone is known to them.
Doctors dig inside their patients physical walls,
I made myself in their image by the time I was 13.
Squeezed my body into the pieces of their machine.
My laugh too boisterous, I learned to snicker.
My smile too wide, I snapped it in half.
Our main goal.
What they push us towards.
"Be yourself"
But how can I do that when I don't even know how?
How to talk my own words without being hated
How to dress my own way without being judged
IMAGE
Image is a strong word
for girls and guys both.
It's not the word of the bird,
but the sense of the matter.
It's about what you can afford,
Chewing nails over broken wishbones.
Wrapping your reflexes around the pills you couldnt swallow.
Discovering how little we rely on ourselfs.
Are we a free people, a free country, with a truthful servicing of liberty and justice for all?
I walked with my head down
Noticing every crack in the ground
In order to keep from falling.
I walked like that for years
Until the day I looked to hard at the ground
And ran right into you.
Who the heck are you to tell me I’m wrong? How can you be so sure that the song I sing is out of tune?
There's a girl with a nice shape,
long hair and a small waist;
living in today's society your only considered beautiful if you're under an size eight.
Wasted freedom
adjourned by the
linguistically-challenged
society.
A wreckage in my brain
driving me to the point
of insanity,
manicuring each
segment to be
What makes my brain tick?
It happens when my thoughts just click.
Through my eyes, I can see
A great big world in front of me.
My mind helps me make the right choice
To help me find my own voice.
Im sick of letting people get the best of my emotions. I don't belong to anyone and I never will. I'm too untamable, the ultimate challenge with straightforward notion. The truth is the only thing that truly fills.
Stopping half way across his path I leaned up against his soul and saw the demon taking hold.
He took out his nine inch sword and held to the sky telling me and my wolf, we were about to die.
This is my attempt at a spoken word piece. Not finished. But, its how I want to start and end it. Tell me what you think...
We were not born fake
Our cries were real
So real like that pain we feel
the purity of our souls were turned inside out
dried right up like a bad droubt
who are we trying to impress?
Do not show jealousy in the light of a mischievous mirror
For that same mirror will glare back at you in madness.
I can admit that I'm not the same person as I was when I was young
I feel my experiences have raised me
Shaped me, into the person I have become
Through all the talent shows
The ones who wear their heart on their sleeve
We are the few
the ones who are constantly stepped on
The ones no one understands because we
are
too fat or
too skinny
he sits in the shower
pools of blood at his sides
the water washing away his tears
along with the crimson liquid pouring from his wrists.
he hates who he is.
a disappointments
a fuck up
Skipping daintily on his merry little toes
The Pied Piper plays his tune.
And laughing happily as he goes
His eyes do glisten like the moon.
He beckons on with fiery force
You want change you say,
and here you all are preaching it.
Preaching it to please. Please who?
Yourselves? Pu-lease.
Oh, oh, oh! I'll change lives.
I have never had sex
They judge me as a prude
It hurts my heart
Them being so rude
I want him to love me
But he won't for sure
He thinks me a tease
Easy to lure
People are trying to be the next big thing,
trying to out do the each other like we are in a race,
conforming to what we think the world wants,
Your mind is roaming, so full of thoughts. You cannot stop thinking, your mind is so wrought. Constantly doing something for others, expecting nothing in return. Silently seeking happiness and someone elses concern.
I am insane.
Accept it or not.
I am not the type to change just for any person.
So don’t even try,
Because I will never alter.
Not a thing you can do, not a thing you can say, that would affect me, never in a day, got tofo be another time, got to be another land, got to be another life, and I mean just what I said, your words do not hurt me, your actions cannot phase me,
ain't you tired of looking at the ground when you connect eyes with shadows?
finding and searching for answers,
reasons why this is happening to me?
ain't you tired of leaving messy trails on the bathroom floor?
How many times did they tell you
you’d never make it. I wrote it
down on paper just because I liked
how it sounded. And I whispered
it to myself, as they burnt the page.
The fire burnt my hand. They laughed
Don't go changingThat's what I thought you saidChange yourselfThat's what you said instead
Stretched in all directions,
a reflection of where you stand.
Left in, to fend with no defense,
horizons end is arid sand.
Tongue is numbed, a dry sponge
in your mouth on which you choke.
I love fashion because it is like an extension of my personality and what kind of mood I'm in. It can invite people in and show the softer side of me. Our choice of clothes represent inner desires and emotions which we want to show or hide too.
AIDS is real
I hate condoms
Oh yes I know we want to feel every side of it
HIV doesn’t seem real when you are having the best feeling in the world
You don’t think about AIDS when you pay visit to the vagina
Who am I to think I’m beautiful?Disproportionate at every angle, my figure is shaped like that of a pear’s.And any claims to beauty seem to be rare,because I can hardly stand the sight of my body bare.
Express yourself! Use your words!were all things I was told back then.So I allow my words roam free here and again.Like now, I write when the mood is rightor, to keep my eyebrows from getting tight. Express yourself!
"Look at the obvious, only feel for the "natural", God told me.
"Don't smell the pink flowers, only the blue", the media said.
"Pull yourself to the inside and push from the out", school taught me.
I like how we grow up mentally when we grow up physically
Like when you're young and make sure your poems rhyme, even if they don't make sensically
But then we decide to jump out of our immature shell, which was once ok
Close your eyes,
open your mouth,
let your stomach shout an OMMMM
stretch, relax, take care of your skin,
eat properly, be gentle, give, never take,
be honest.
Work hard, sleep much,
run
We are the poor kids. The outcasts.
From the unknowns of the Country in the Unknown of the Country.
And yet we are known.
We are that thought in the back of your head.
We are the “What If…” of the Race.
I am from cowboy hats, lumber and tools;
from Dawn soap and coconut shampoo.
I am from the sounds of country music blaring and Dad's chainsaw roaring.
I am from the smell of fresh cut grass;
Look into the mirror
Repeating the abusive words
Ugly
Fat
Chunky
Hairy
You look like a man
Too short
Or too tall
Silence the voices inside your head
You wish
People look at her
But they don’t see clearly.
She is different for sure,
So they overlook her-nearly.
I'm tall, your short
which ones better?
big boobs? small ones?
or how about this
big ass, small bum
I just love mine
who cares,
because thats the way I am! The way I am!
what can I say
As the sun fades away
The sky turns to gray
O' dear, I can only say,
"See you tomorrow morning star"
We look back in time
To where we had our best and worst times
Wish we had a time machine
I am an unfortunate entity
the product of a faulty system
I have my flaws, I have plenty
I use all in my power to resist them
My name is Beautiful. Black. Woman.
Even though my "friends" call me white.
They fail to acknowledge the fact that my mother's skin is a richly dark as the soil from which their ancestors picked cotton.
Oh Ya, By The Way
Last night while you creeping around with that guy you met from the club,
I was already with him.
When you got home to your man and yall made sweet love,
I began to flow right through him.
I was always taught never seem weak
Always act strong
To always fake that smile
And laugh like nothings wrong
But right now I think about those hard times I got through
Angry tears
Arched across my zygoma
Flowing with rage...It’s colorful
I can't think... my mind eclipse by sublte animosity
Through holes I've imprinted with malice
Like an object at rest I remained
Although a force was acting upon me
There was no reaction of mine
To the change that had happened
What a strange phenomenum of science I was
I didn't react when I should have
STAND ABOVE IT, there are too many women out there, who have convinced themselves that they are not capable of surviving in a world where sexism, male chauvinism has rammed them into the dust.
I was appealed by your appearance
not gone lie i was intrigued by you
but could you keep me
played my cards right i had a full house
but i guess you held the out
roses left at my door step again
Tackle the dreams of a thousand human beings
Gaze upon their souls to serve a meaning
Failure is not an option while tormented
Road blocks are plowed by the strength of senses
A pure divine to life, beautiful as a lotus
that blooms from the dripples of water, and the rays from the sun.
From the soil a seed was planted, deep in the womb
The anatomy wept from agony and painless fear
(poems go here) I laid on her
like paper did to rock and suddenly we both refused to shoot out what exactly it is that sizer through our layers of mentally striped blue margins,
Red, the color of passion
Red, the color of hate
Red, the color of pure blood
Red, the color of a curse
Outcasted by the world,
His body is my hearse
Abstinance to Prevent Teen Pregnancy
The practice of refraining from sexual activity for psychological, social or reasons religiously. Psychologically, you prevent the possibility of pregnancy, STDs, and extra responsibilities.
Think before you do it
Think before you risk everything
Yeah he’s cute
And he has a great smile
But think before you do it
There’s always a chance you will not be respected
