The news is a c#%&
That son of a b@#$!
They don't give a f$%!
about talking s&#@
That girl is a s!@$
and that dude's a d!@&
But I blame this boll@&$s
On tabloid pr!@&s

I tried to shine, to be their light,
To keep things close, to make it right.
But their hearts stray, disloyal, cold,
Leaving behind stories untold.

I'm done with chasing, done with tears,
Done with doubts and hidden fears.
I just want friends, no gams, no ends,
Just simple trust, the love of friends....

For some reason,
I often hear girls speak this treason:
"I'm so fat"

no.
No.
nO.
NO.
NO!

You're skinny. You're in shape!
Next to me, you look like a stick.
I'M fat. I'm a big round rock.
But who cares? Why care?
Some of us are fat. Some of us are thinner.
why's must we worry and
detest our selves because of how we look?
we are more than just our bodies.
we are hearts. we are souls. we are human.
we are broken, scarred and beautiful

Happiness starts with me
clearing the debris
for all to see
changing the frequency
on internal healing
finding joy in the small things
through hope in believing
fueled by enthusiasm
sparking opportunities
to turn dreams
into realities
creating new memories
protecting our souls harmony
together, with my family
I am I
and only me

When you show too much skin, you're labeled as flirty.

When you're conservative with your clothing, you're called uptight.

When you're loud, you're accused of over sharing.

When you're quiet and keep to yourself, you're deemed introverted.

When you wear too much makeup, you're judged as trying too hard.

When you wear less makeup, you're criticized for looking plain.

When you stand up for yourself, you're seen as disrespectful.

When you ignore others' opinions, you're branded a snob.

Do what you love. Love what you do.

A lot of people will still say anything about you regardless of what you do. So you do you and love yourself.