Your clothes, hair, shoes,
That is what others
Say makes you beautiful.
They were wrong,
You are beautiful
No matter what.
You are you

-n.m.

I've done bad,
Haven't we all?

At first it's a good idea,
But then it starts to fall.

You realise your mistake
But it's already too late.

-n.m.

i want to be free

like a feather

in the wind

blowing

floating

going nowhere

yet everywhere

all at once

-n.m.

I love the rain.
I believe that rain drops don't just come from the clouds,
I think that they come from a better place.
They wash away the sins of the ground,
Cleaning our earth of the pain from the days previous,
So we can start over.
I dance in the haze of tears from the heavens,
Hoping that they'll sink into my skin
And cleanse my soul of it's sorrows.

-n.m.

They weren't kidding when they said,
"Silence speaks louder than words."

-n.m.

What is it to be free?

A feather floating in the wind
A bird gliding in the sky

Or an innocent baby
Who has yet to discover the bad in our world

You say freedom is
Another place
Away from the world we live in
Where you can just go
And be free from the world
Away from it

But i have yet to
Discover this freedom
You talk about

-n.m.

i've had the thoughts,
the feelings,
the problems.
lastly, i admit to myself,
i am depressed.
no, i don't self-harm,
i don't have an eating disorder.
depression isn't about that.
it's not just feeling down and sad,
it's about being emotionally drained.
feeling worthless.
like nobody can help.
like nobody cares.
but truth be told,
someone can help.
someone cares.
tell them,
they won't mind.
i am now recovering,
gaining my confidence again.
and for once,
i am happy.
but it's your choice,
do you stay in the dark,
or head to the light?

-n.m.