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Hair tied in knots,
Lipstick smeared off,
The room that I'm in,
Littered with cloth.
Homework undone,
Bed untidy,
Finding myself,
Dirty and grimy.
I take a step back,
In a world where people are periodically posting pics and sending selfies to fellow citizens, there is a surprising amount of self hate surrounding the subject.
When you look at the world What do you see?
Do you view your food and friends in Mayfair and Valencia?
Your wasting your time deciding which accent makes your skin look tan
Maybe I'm crazy and insane. Maybe we are not the same. But now I know what I see. Every time you look at me. It's innocence, That light. A light that shines through any dark night. And tho you are far away. These words I still have to say.
When I take a picture
I smile and stare at my relfection.
My mind wonders if they will like it
if they will see me the way I see me.
Underneath I have a dirty heart
You all will fail, so I can win
I am not clean and cut like my selfies
But I am rough and tough like so many
I do not really care about you
So what if I lie and say that I do?
The Authentic Me
by Hunter E Jones
Does the selfie define me?
Am I worthy? Am I pretty?
I am a woman who can do it all
Even though I am so small
I have so much potential because I know most of the essentials
Rarely do I see stretch marks, bruises, and scars in the media
The absence of flaws on models and celebrities is extremely concerning
It implies that imperfections are a shameful appearance
And I don't want you
And I don't need you
Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
Blood as red as a rose
They said death was something that you just chose
Truthfully it chose you
Being flawless is not a trait that I used to see within myself
It was soemthing that I worked for, but never felt as though I would claim as mine...
I read about becoming flawless, the makeup piles stacking up on each shelf,
I am flawless from my head to my toes
No clothes or filters can better what’s already gold
I shine so bright and I don't need to be told
For its my beauty within, that makes me so bold
While so many women are fixing their smile
And going to salons to get their hair dyed
I am being told that I have beautiful eyes
But as radiant as your smile could be
And as piercing as your eyes may be
Beauty is more than what is seen with the eyes,
what I have is hidden.
More than just a beating heart with a pretty smile,
i have a free spirit too.
How could you ever tell,
Those around me seem to think
there is a standard of being...
In my own valleys and tunnels there was truth
I cringed at the dip of my hips,
my attraction to feminity,
“I woke up like this”
Or maybe “I was born this way”
Heck I don’t know
But either way is okay
I could say
I worked hard for a body like this
Or that I spent hours
Plumping my lips
My hair and I were unhappy
Waking up with broken hairstrands got old
I wanted my hair to be straight
I wanted it to be soft with shine like gold
My hair and I were unhappy
That was just 2 years ago
Highly underrated
Highly anticipated
Got one goal that is being the greatest
Prove doubters wrong when I make it
Been plotting this moment since my momma was pregnant
Love yourself first,
Love your imperfections,
Love your crazy side,
Love your silly side,
As the unwanted mask stares back at the reflection
She tells it that it looks better
and that all her insecurties are concealed under
that was the foundation of her life
I embody everything I thought I couldn't be
I am a spitting image of everything I thought I wouldn't be
I look in the mirror and feel full;
I am flawless because I am strong from once being weak,
I am not flawless because they told me to shrink,
I am flawless because I am successful and will threaten a male,
#flawless
There’s always two souls to a person
The one everyone sees from day to day
And the one that hides and waits for the chance of immersion
Because she never witnesses daybreak
We've all been bullied.
My eyes, different from the others.
My height, lacking.
My academics, an idiot amongst geniuses.
My personality, strange and twisted as can be.
Blah, blah, blah
A filter,
What is it really?
Is it something to purify the air?
Is it a mask?
Is it makeup?
Maybe even a photo enhancer?
Why must we enhance our lives?
Beauty is sunkissed cheeks
After an afternoon of adventure
Beauty is messy hair
After a night of studying
Beauty is teary eyes
After hearing a long forgotten melody
Beauty is intelligence
I am flawless
from head to toe
thought id let you know
im like a godess
i woke up like this
fill your eyes with bliss
and i called it
dont need no man
because i got a plan
You know what AMERICA?
I am not my hair nor my skin
I am not a freak (well...maybe a little)
I am what lays within
my values, intellect, passions,
and relentless wit
Flawless
In knowing I am not perfect
But I aspire to life’s challenges
And I remain myself
Flawless
I'm worth more than a thousand sunswashing away at the darkness of those around memy voice blooms roses with the way my wordsgrow thorns yet project passionate beauty.
My intelligence is responsible for all things that make me heaven sent
I honestly feel like my eloquence allows me to have more chemistry
Less flawed than most
Imperfect-perfections
spotted scales
hairy knuckes
I am one of a kind
I am the kind of one
who has wrinkles streaming from their eyes
Smile lines
You know i'm a girl
i dont know f hat a blesing or not
soceity exepts so much
Im just a young women trying to be heself
You know this ued to eally get to me
"Is my butt big"
Motherless..Fatherless.. that's the scar I hide everyday.
Often quiet and to myself..it's not that I don't have anything to say.
Not enough time to express what goes on in my mind.
Very beautiful, incredibly smart
Nothing but goodness in her heart
A smile on her face every single day
and kind words when you come her way
Me, I think I’m average, not perfectAverage guy, with average grades.Pretty average situation...But then I stop. Average? No.Perfect? No.
When I walk down the street, I feel their eyes
They look at me but don’t know why
I used to stay in my room and hide
Scared of judgments, Terrified.
One day I took a glance in a glass
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Whom hold's that position?
Whom is this beholder and what gave him, or her the right to set beautiful's standards.
I may not have the biggest bust, but my heart is by far huge.
Don't wanna be conceited
I just wanna speak the truth
I've got unblemished skin
And I've had a fruitful youth
My teeth are white and pearly
So my smile's always great
My hair is soft and shiny
The door opens.
One step to your destiny.
You peer in and see the faces,
The people who are looking straight at you.
Will you fail?
Will you fall?
Hesitation sets in
I am flawless because I am
One of God's beautiful creations
Not because I am man-made,
A photoshop modification
I am stubborn,
And sure, I may cry my eyes red
But I'm flawless because I'm here,
What makes me flawless isn't what you see
It's inside of me
Just because my face isn't perfect
And I don't always look great
It doesn't mean that I'm a fake
Beauty is also from within
I have awaken amongst the restless, my eyes like the crack of dawn raising from the tired less sleep of being naive and ready to take on the worlds wit and wisdom.
There are 7,289,823,512 people that I'm-
stealing from, sharing with,
against, along,
trying to please.
