Many times, we get caught up in images and appearances.
Some many aware of but afraid to mention.

She weigh close to several pounds over her weight.
In fact many men does too.
Even including children's of this world.
But at the end of the day.
Many of them can only say, I can only be me.

Not that image within a magazine or movie star upon the screen.

Within, all our us lives imperfection.
Some noticeable and some hidden very well.
But at the end of the day when others attack us for not being what they want us to be?

We all can only say, I can only be me.
God made some of us that way.

Some folks slim doesn't like themselves.
But does we question the heart of the person that stands before us.
Who goes the distance to assist anyone.

i see you in all the best parts of me

They tell you not to fall too fast
For you will be crushed
But what they don't tell you
Is you'll get crushed anyways.

I Need A New Name

I need a 'Protection Scheme'
Why?
Life is mafioso mean,
A very bad dream

I need protection
From the past
From the things that I have done
To almost everyone

I need protection
From the present
If I keep being me
I'll be tortured and tormented

I need a new mandala
I need a new name
Everything will change
Nothing will stay the same

I need a new name

Sean Hunt
Windermere December 20th 2015

Why is it that other people's impressions
mean more than any reflections
ever have?

I need a teacher
to tell me that I'm great
at this writing thing
who will give me constructive criticism
and As
and gold stars or something

Or I at least need a teacher
to tell me that I'm terrible
and should revise
and demand more of myself
and hit the delete button
and do something else with my life

But now that I'm the teacher--
...how do I get better?

I want to escape from my sadness
It's taking over me
Why can't I just rest?
Why won't it let me be?
I just want to be free.
Some call it crazy
Some say it's sick
But I think it's freedom.
The blade is sharp and cold.
Sorry my vein.
Even my mother does not know me
She only sees who she wants to see.
Cut my arm,
Is the only way to escape.
Do they realize their actions affect me so?
I don't know..  I don't know...
If I told you why I did it,
you would not understand.
who would even care if I died?
no one!