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No honey please don’t be so sad…
Trust me
I know
Everything
Because I was you
In a way I still am
Please…
No one is born knowing.
One must learn it the hard way
It is a difficult task, I must say
But one must fight against it.
If one does not accept and love themselves,
No one will
I am perseverant.
They tell me I can't, I say I can and will.
No challenge or obstacle is too great.
Even through the toughest trials,
I will prevail and push through until I am succesful.
people see, what they want to see
not me
not a scratchless car,
as I, along with all else,
have scratches everywhere
Maybe at times i did things that hurt, but i tried so hard that you will always see
That having you was a blessing for you and me.
All I did was love you
While you snuck out and gave your love to another
But all she wanted was your money
And now look who's the sucker
After you made me sign that waiver
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I am a dystopia whose fault line you are just waiting to fracture,
Splintering me into chaotic shards,
The world tells me on that sunshine tulip-coated poster:
“You must love yourself before anyone can love you”
Before you try to silence me, judge me
Before you treat my story with negativity
Im tired
tired of waiting to have a perfect body
tired of all the screaming
tired of all the lies
tired of not being perfect
why cant life be easy
why cant our generation be in peace
He called her ugly.
He believes she is ugly.
He hurts her.
He is ugly.
She is beautiful.
She is strong.
She loved him.
He is ugly.
blistered skin,
that whispers flayed.
my life, a cage,
to which I'm chained.
Haunting voices,
following close,
the creeping utterances,
my subtle foe.
feet trimmed by velvet,
I realize it is this skin!
For some unspoken words it is this skin
Does it bare a mark of ancestral sin?
How when they built this country on their bakcs and tears and blood.
Things change
Nothings the same
Life goes on ...
Someone gets killed
People get ill
Life goes on ...
Things get better
You learn to accept
Life goes on ...
It’s his in and her out.
He loves a boy, and knows
That should his love be shown
His own home would become
A place of disgrace
Claiming to never have known
The face of his heart.
