being singled out once at the start to my day and the feeling of self consciousness throughout the rest of it
that day it wasn't a bold move or a statement
i wanted to look nice but a little lice or a little skin and suddenly I was at fault
since when has my back become a distraction how many people have noticed before that one did
i am not here for judgement i am here to learn in comfort and the four inches of skin on my back that show through this lace is not enough of a reason for you to take away comfort from my day
I should be given the gold medal for creating misconceptions Cause i always accidentally start misunderstandings With my poor word structure A sad excuse for a poet like me
I see myself in the poppy seeds and the playful trees - In the dying grass, In the crisp, singing breeze; Under the breadth of sky, Atop the breast of the sea; In nature’s right hand - Free.
told by strangers in the dark watch were you make your mark in this life whispers from people that you don't know be careful with witch people you go don't take the path that is well traveled said the one who stay in the night and he say to you to make your own light engage in what is proper but show you true colors at the same time and always say whats on your mind don't twist the ways of the world to fit your own ambitoins and don't do things for mere ignition take time in what you do for your pay so you can be hired another day but be aware of the one who says lets spend money and just have fun don't live by foolish lies and the last words the stranger spoke he said don't be alone when you croke
I'm the *****, the quiet girl in the front of the class, according to the handicap stall in the upstairs boys bathroom, a ****. I love, and when I do I love to no ends. But you'd never know how much this ***** loves, because there is no love shown.