FlawlessIam
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Because when I woke up this morning, the first thing I did WASN'T to look in the mirror.
Because before I left this moning, the first thing I DIDN'T do was focus on what I am not.
The rain,
Its such a marvelous thing.
Washing away the impurities
Splashing against the ground
Like small soldiers dropping
Scrubbing,
Scrubbing away all the ugly.
I am perfect, on the inside
The masterpiece has not fully manifested itself on this canvas yet
But still, I am flawless in His eyes
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,
We have all been there:
The awkward stage.
We all can relate
To those uncomfortable times.
When all the girls had
Frizzy uneven hair
And boys had scrawny
Arms and glasses.
There was a face
A face I analyzed like a dissection
Blemished with scars and beauty marks
Stained with exhaustion and fear
Consumed by society’s ideals
A face that did not realize what it was worth
Let me stand out. Let me stand out so I can be me. Because the me that I am, is flawless, and wouldn't change a thing. You may call me names I don't agree with, or labels that I don't accept. Let me stand out and be different.
I woke up in this body
Without any glamour whatsoever
Loving myself forever
Without idolized beauty
Sounding a little bit loopy
I woke up in this pattern
Without a round tootie
Listen to me, oh Muse, and help me tell the story
Of the young man with great determination.
The one who worked for years on a single goal
To turn his belt the darkest of all colors.
When I was a child I wanted to fly
I would squeeze my eyes closed and try:
it always went awry.
Short, wavy , black hair
Beauty marks here and there.
Small eyes,thin lips,
Little waist , wide hips,
A man of wisdom and everlasting truth
If I was there, Sir, I would have yelled "Don't shoot!"
It takes a lot of patience
To be a girl like me.
To work so hard for lots of things
That my friends all get for free
It takes a lot of courage
To be a girl like this
My scars are my greatest beauty.
They are my greatest flaws,
But they are what make me flawless.
Each scar tells a success story,
Something I’ve fought
And overcome.
Club foot,
I am flawless, for I wake each morning with an open mind.
I am flawless, even when the mirror says otherwise.
I am flawless; I always have the opportunity to learn something new.
I am flawless; my words can move a crowd.
Misconceptions of color began
with veins.
I heard they ran a shock of blue as cold
as my lips when they touched my last lover,
but the anger I felt during the fallout of
Complacency
will be the death of me,
Admonished by
life's many things.
As I regain my fallen feet
this fallen world has
timed my beat-
The bleeding of my heart.
Fat.
Stupid.
Ugly.
Fake.
These are the things girls call each other.
We dig and pry at others with our words.
We tare each other down, as if it will build us up.
It’s all done and said. That smile you once had was only a fake. I can't believe you fooled me once again. The trust we had made was only the beginning.
To be honest
Physically, I am not in any way lacking flaws.
I have hair in places I don't think it belongs,
I have fat stick out where I'd rather it not.
Thick thighs, hazel eyes, the voice of an angel.
In her own lane. Makes her own labels.
We see you! We see you!
Bow down bitches! Beyonce coming through.
My world broke me down.
You're
Fat
Ugly
Stupid
Bitch
Slut
Worthless
A waste of space
A waste of time
Fucked Up
Not worth it
NO!
This skin has seen the light of the sun,
Felt the sting of the wind,
Been quenched by the water,
And cradled by the Earth.
It's been stretched and split,
Scratched and burned
but still,
“You’re a nerd,” “You’re ugly,” there are so many things people say to knock us down.
But don’t listen to it, it’s not true. That is not how we should be defined.
All the comments and all the looks, they cause us to drown,
They think I’m, flawless.
My grades are, flawless.
My body is so fit
I run with a tight clique.
They think I’m, flawless.
I’ve achieved all this.
Most days I am a vibrant scarlet red
Vibrant and dramatic
My personality shines through even the toughest paper
God is the maker of all mankindHes so flawless he will blow your mindI wanna be a member of his teamTrying to live holy with
Once Upon a Time
A phrase so grand
It gave every little child
A chance to take a stand
But this phrase so gleeful
So beautiful and nice
Always came back
And had a chance to bite
Sun shining bright through the window's ruby curtains,
She got up.
Hair in disarray,
Face a mess with squinted brown eyes,
She was bare, untouched, raw
A queen fit for her thrown as flawless as me,
Flawless I am effortlessly.
Is it the way I tilt my head to the sky as I walk?
Or is it that I built a self made thrown too flawless to be turned down?
My ambition
with that alone I could conquer the world
Despite my confidence, my drive could get me anywhere
Another I day I wake, incontinent with what I am.
I hold the power of change, but that is not my plan.
I want to start accepting myself, just the way that I am.
No more judgement to my figure whether full or thin,
How many people can say they are from China and live in America?
A lot.
How many can say that but are also adopted?
A lot, but not as many.
Flawless to most peoeple
Is A Look A Look That God Gave
Flawless To Most People
Is A Feeling A Feeling Of Believing
Flawless To Most People
Is Their Own Imperfections
YOU look at me and all you see
is messed up, distorted images
but when I look in the mirror,
I see the real me.
I see a quiet girl who came out of her shell
and now has a hell of a tale to share.
