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Janielle Mainly Feb 2015
Creo que me volvio a dar miedo la oscuridad,
Algo ha pasado, algo a cambiado,
Siento un fogonazo en el pecho,
Pero ya
Siento un refugio en mi melodía ,
Me escapo de todo, es mi musa,
Mi musa que eres tu.
Janielle Mainly Feb 2015
Fmdowofnfnghfiroejenfueownenfifoemdnfiffodisjwoawos!
Do you understand me??
Of course you don't, no one does...
I find this quite fun.. Maybe it's just me xD
Janielle Mainly Feb 2015
Tired, exhausted and beat,
But nothing really matters anymore,
Let's talk about the trees
and the flowers
and the bees,
But no you'd never write a love song to the breeze,

I'm so hungry but I can't eat,
sure I'm tired, there's nowhere to sleep!
And the breeze is blowing helping me stay on my feet,
Oh I'm so tired but I can't sleep,
Sure I'm hungry, there's nothing to eat!
And the breeze is blowing helping me stay on my feet,
But no you'd never...write a love song to the breeze...
Janielle Mainly Feb 2015
No podemos pretender ser robots por siempre,
No somos maquinas, la sangre corre entre nuestras venas,
nos picas y no reaccionamos,
Repito que no somos de metal,
Estamos construidos sobre los huesos de nuestros antepasados,
Criados con la carne de nuestras victimas, y eso tristemente nos alegra,
Aunque pretendemos ser plasticos y sintizados,
Somos todos de una substancia frágil,
aunque se idealize un mecanico o una postiza,
cuando todo se acabe,
Cuando nos veamos a base de quien somos en realidad,
nos daremos cuenta de lo débil, de lo exagerado que es nuestro especie,
No tenemos ni la capacidad de ser hormigas,
Ya, no podemos pretender ser robots.
Janielle Mainly Feb 2015
I'm taking the paint off my face,
I feel clean again, I feel me again,
Everyone expects a layer but I feel like a clown,
"Cover yourself" that's what you're told,
"Be like the rest, you're naturally broken,
fix yourself up, don't be so stubborn,
and learn to stand above the ground
but don't loose your balance or your temper".
As a woman there are a lot of pressures to be certain ways, this poem is the perspective of someone in that circumstance just trying to be themselves.
Janielle Mainly Feb 2015
I appreciate who you are,
You don't have to apologize
for talking about something you know about,
I'm confident with what you've got to say,
If you mess up it's okay,
So confidently share with me, don't beware and self depricate,
Let go of that scared little girl that you aren't.
Girls find the need to put themselves down sometimes :( I don't know why
Janielle Mainly Feb 2015
Do you have the will to choose, or do you watch the pictures hanging on the wall, calling out your average name , and if they have commanded their message,
Do you, now preach the same?
Shackled in fear of the might known,
Feeling good about the certainty of strangers guesses, will you ever truly know?
How does one run away without making a sound?
What is kept from the eye stored underground?
Do you have the will to choose, or do you watch the pictures hanging on the wall, calling out your average name , and if you have consumed their message,
Do you, now preach the same?
This is about TV consumption, I feel like now a days you can't escape from the screen, they are hanging on the walls trying to replace true art .
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