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Nichelles Eye Jan 2015
She
She…

Is...


Constantly searching for answers. Constantly questioning surroundings…..places…things.

Always curious.

Always distracted.

Mind bobbling and rattling with ideas. Ideas that come and go. But ones that never really stick.

She desires attention.

She’s not sure what kind. Just any kind.

She reaches out to people for validation of herself without knowing. For comfort.

Beautiful.

Wandering, sparkling brown eyes. Full lips. Bright smile. Lights up her face.

Upbeat.

In small ways and big ways.

Talented.

That’s scattered in different things. Poetic in certain emotions that are expressed.

Anxious.

For everything. Anything.

Aching for change. But changing nothing.

Excitement.

She shows. She likes.

Naive.

Her eyes light up to new things. Growing more curious. Unaware of consequences.

Unknown.
To others. Herself.

Stuck.

In her mind. In her expectations. In her demons. In her betrayal. In her regret.

She.

Is……

Yearning.

For self assurance. Accomplishments.

Guidance.

I…
Want to…


Show her realization. Reality. Art.

Beauty.

In herself. In her talent. In her aspirations.

Patience.

In her skills. In her growth. With her mind. With her future.

Peace.

Within herself. With her past. With her doubts.

Show her that….


She…
Is….

A Diamond in the Rough.

That she has to fall down. To get back up.

To brush herself off. To want to keep going.

On one path at a time…with one foot at a time.

To stop running.

In her mind. With her thoughts. With her feelings. With her analysis of herself.


That it is ok…

to move slow. To take her time. To perfect her craft. With one desire at a time.

She…

Is…

A work of Art that requires time.


She….

is….

Beautiful.
Self doubt exists due to insecurity due to comparing yourself to how you think you should be. Find beauty in yourself despite your self doubt. Tell that voice in your head to ****.
Nichelles Eye Jan 2015
"Did you Love me? Did you ever?

Maybe you did? I'll never say never"




**** 'em with kindness, you killed me with love

Folded me in half, both sides fit you like a glove

You wore me out, you threw me off

I was too grungy, I got too soft

It wasnt your fit anymore, you put me back in the closet

I stayed there, sitting there hung up on you, I totally lost it

But you would pick me back up and thought of me as vintage

You would look at my tag and check out my percentage

Picky with the type after it being worn out, im no longer new

I still stay in the background in the hopes of being back on you

Sometimes I'm fashionable, but it wasnt enough to be worn

By you again, as if I was lost and found and got torn

Like Goodwill owned me now, and other people would lurk

I wasnt hung up to be grabbed by others like it was possible to work

Things got old quick because I graced your steez way too often

I got washed up quick and not thoroughly enough to soften

But I still stay hung up for you to see, wanting to be thrown back on you

I still got it, I know I do, I'll never fad out I'm timeless through and through

My stiches are coming loose and I'm falling apart

This fabricated heart is losing its density as you depart

Dont close the door, it gets too dark in here

I cant stand that the light went out and you suddenly disappear

— The End —