To the people who’ve taunted me.
I’ll to tell you this:
I’m not perfect, I know.
This is the sad part.
I don’t have the fairest skin,
Or a thigh gap and blue eyes.
I can’t do dance nor gymnastics.
Basically, I don’t have a lot to show.
And I know all these, I do!
But you keep throwing out constant reminders
To me… teasing this.
When will I ever take a break?
From all these expectations,
These insults and limitations.
Telling me I am not worth it.
Telling me I cannot make it.
I now believe you
That’s saddest part.
I believe you.
Oh I believe you so much it hurts even the people around me.
The “truth” you knew
Has become mine as well.
And I am just done, done with all this.
I am giving up.
Are you happy?
Are you happy,
My dear bullies?
Is that what you wanted to hear?
I cry every single day,
Thinking of the things I don’t have.
And all because of you.
But then, suddenly, something inside of me steers,
Right on my chest,
Like an awakening, oh so clear
Of some kind of hope or bravery…
I come to a conclusion that
A perfect me is preposterous!
‘Cause I wouldn’t be me if I was perfect.
No one can tell me who or what I am.
No one knows where I’ve been,
Who I’ve met,
And what I’ve been through
Better than myself.
I feel reborn! I feel in-charge!
I am an admiral
That yells, “Stand down soldier!”
‘Cause your mission will fail!
To make me feel useless and broken.
To make me feel worthless and weak.
And for what? To make yourself feel
As if you’re more than me?
I know! I know I’m not perfect.
And this is the great part.
I love who I am,
Together with all the little flaws that come with me.
I don’t have the fairest skin,
Or a thigh gap and blue eyes.
I can’t do dance nor gymnastics.
But this is who I am.
I am an admiral, tall and strong.
So, stand down soldier!
You’re gonna lose this fight
‘Cause I’m taking flight.
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 8:34 AM UTC
no one should tell me who or what I am.
no one knows where I've been,
who I've known,
or what I've gone through
better than myself.
so only I can give my own title.
you don't have the power to judge me.
Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 6:32 AM UTC
I love her hair,
I love her eyes,
I love her skin.
I love her.
And the fact that I can make her smile.
I just don't love the way she doesn't love herself.
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 8:17 AM UTC
can't seem to
walk around in my own skin
without being judged.
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 8:14 AM UTC
To say no,
God I did.
But the mutineer in me,
Just couldn't help itself.
And so I said yes.
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 8:10 AM UTC
are entitled to our own flaws.
So don't get mad when I point mine out,
Because you don't have what I do.
Don't make me feel guilty,
For something I feel.
I know I should be grateful,
And I am, truly.
But sometimes I can't help
But point those little spots out.
So don't get mad, please.
We are all entitled to our own flaws.
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 8:07 AM UTC
God existed,
Why'd he make me?
I must be worth something.
If I get to live.
He knows what I did.
He knows what I do.
And I'm sure He knows that someday,
I'll do great things too.
He chose me of all the angels above.
And so this is what makes me special.
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 6:47 AM UTC
I can make my choices,
Never did I say I'd make the right ones.
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 6:25 AM UTC
You need to remember,
You can never reach the heavens,
If you were there all along.
You have to start below,
To jump high,
And reach the stars.
It is better that way,
Than to start all the way up,
And hit the earth, hard.
Life is just something that confuses,
Both me and you.
Sometimes, you fall when you’re up,
But when you least expect it,
You rise again.
But when you are reining the heavens,
You fall.
But when you are so close to giving up,
You rise.
You should always keep in mind,
That you can never stay in one place for too long.
Life has its ups and downs.
Allow it to bring you down,
And it will allow you to take flight.
It’s tough,
But that’s just how it is.
Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 3:34 AM UTC