As I lie here in my lonesome I discover that I am beautiful and aware of that beauty. I'm not speaking on physical beauty but of mental. Jaded or not this will pass and I can be free for I'm no stranger to the real person that lives inside me. My thoughts are not against me I am against them but no more I accept and move on believing I do not need a human being to be happy.
Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 8:29 AM UTC
As I lie here in my lonesome I discover that I am beautiful and aware of that beauty. I'm not speaking on physical beauty but of mental. Jaded or not this will pass and I can be free for I'm no stranger to the real person that lives inside me. My thoughts are not against me I am against them but no more I accept and move on believing I do not need a human being to be happy.
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