Lottie

Sep 2015

ThePoet

I've only been affected
by anything other
than affection

The only plan made
was to never have
anything planned

I've only been
perfect at living as
an imperfection

The only thing I
understood was how
much I didn't understand

©

Sep 2015

M

Untitled

I'm tired of people telling me how I should feel or what I should do or how loud or quiet I should be about my own love and my own pride and in what ways I am allowed to show it.

Lottie Sep 2015

Vance joy- mess is mine.

Talking like we used to do
It was always me and you
Shaping up and shipping out
Check me in and check me out

Do you like walking in the rain?
When you think of love, do you think of pain?
You can tell me what you see
I will choose what I believe

Hold on, darling
This body is yours,
This body is yours and mine
Well hold on, my darling
This mess was yours,
Now your mess is mine

Your mess is mine

See you in the marketplace
Walking 'round at 8am
Got 2 hours before my flight
Luck be on my side tonight

You're the reason that I feel so strong
The reason that I'm hanging on
You know you gave me all the time
Or did I give enough of mine?

Hold on, darling
This body is yours,
This body is yours and mine
Well hold on, my darling
This mess was yours,
Now your mess is mine
Oh
Now your mess is mine
Oh
Your mess is mine

Bring me to your house
And tell me "sorry for the mess"
Hey, I don't mind
You're talking in your sleep
All the time
Well, you still make sense to me
Your mess is mine

Your mess is mine
This body's yours and this body's mine
Your mess is mine

Lottie Sep 2015

But im okay with that.

Thrumming through my mind,
Is the idea that no matter what happens,
Life will hurt and I will bleed;
Rivers of blood and salt water
Shall run from my body until the day I die.

I'd rather be in pain than have never lived.

Sep 2015

L

Clarification

I wouldn't use the word "bisexual" to describe me.

I'm not gay.
I'm not straight.

I don't like girls.
I don't like guys.

I don't even see gender.

I see the person -- everything that they are.
The body doesn't affect the way I see someone...
(though the physical aspect is definitely a bonus).
Personality attracts me.
The person themself is attractive to me.
I could fall in love with anyone.
I've found many guys attractive.
I've found one girl attractive.
End of story.

hope that sheds some light and brings a better understanding

Sep 2015

L

mixed signals, mixed emotions

why do you do the things you do?
your body says,
"Come hither."
but your eyes say
"Why bother?"

so which is it, boy?
surely,
if you didn't want me in the slightest,
you would have left me years ago...
just like the others.

yet here you stand,
as beautiful as ever.

I call you Beatiful Boy...
but those are just
words.
do you believe you are beautiful?

your hazel eyes full of insecurity say
"No."
they are full of memories and
taunts from bullies of the past...
but they aren't here anymore, Beauitful Boy.
they're long gone.
the only one that remains is me.

can you see me?

Sep 2015

L

scoliosis

I didn't ask to be this way.
this curved.
this deformed.
this insecure.

but I like to believe You made me this way for a reason.
maybe to tell my story to others.
maybe to give others the strength to have surgery.
maybe to let others know that two metal rods in your back is normal for someone with scoliosis.

but maybe
there isn't a reason
at all.