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KZ Feb 2015
The curtain opens,
a bright light shines on me,
I see an abundance of people,
who've come to see,
what i have to offer,
what i have to preach ,
becoming a young women,
i hope you are proud of me.

i take a breath,
i let it out,
its either life or death,
it is either in or out.

but this is not my story to continue,
it is yours,
life is like an interview,
you have your good sides,
but you also have your flaws.
KZ Jan 2015
It is my cue to say,
What the hell happened today.
Everyone has their way,
To get some sought of ray,
Of happiness,
Peace.
But today,
All I have to say,
*Is I hope,
Tomorrow is a better day.
:/
KZ Jan 2015
You know,
We all talk about how we lose something in life.
How we feel 'depressed' suddenly,
How we talk in certain ways,
How we portray ourselves in society,
How we're having one of those 'days'
But it is just a faze.

We will go through it,
We will have to face it,
And we will choose whether to chase it,
Or pace it
KZ Jan 2015
A Façade.
I like it that way.
I play a part,
From the very start.
But my façade isn't what is in my heart.
:)hope you like my instagram is khizara.jpg
I post a lot more on there
KZ Jan 2015
A few words,
Can have a heavy impact on someone.
It can make someone feel weak to their knees,
Or weak in their heart.

A few words can change a situation,
Life or death.

It can bring back memories,
Bad or good.

Most importantly,
It can either **** you,
Or make you stronger.
I'm sorry, I haven't been posting.
KZ Dec 2014
Is it just me?
Who thinks that everywhere I go,
Whoever I see,
I'm judged.
Different emotions,
Radiating off every single person,
Thing.
Bad or good...
**A decision that needs to be made up,
So they can get on with their normal days,
Showing their emotions in different ways,
If hi is what I say,
What is a smile then aye?
This is more like a little speech than a poem...apologies
KZ Dec 2014
Everything changes,
Every once in a while.
Time ticks by in different ranges,
People's personalities' become like a file.
Information
Increases.
But what shouldn't change?
You?
No.
No one stays the same,
Some want to seek fame,
Some want to play at Olympic games.
But I have name,
So keep that in your mind,
Until we can really find,
What's lost,
*
In todays time.
This poem was more about ourselves in general.yes we change, but only too seek who the real 'us' are
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