It seems all great poems are about love.
For me, that's not the case.
It seems, as I read, we revolve around love,
Around this passion, fury, lifelong ache.

It seems that everyone knows what love is,
If they don't, they know what love should be.
It seems everyone desires to experience love,
They think that love will set them free.

That's not the case for me.

These words of longing, of beauty and desire,
Words that paint stars onto the sky,
Are words I cherish, admire and adore,
But not ones I try to exemplify.

I have never been in love.
Maybe one day, I will be.
Maybe one day, I will understand those words.
Perhaps, one day, I will read them and agree.

Today, I'll just try to be me.

I would rather be
unpopular
for all the right reasons
than popular
for all the wrong ones.

BeYou
Some people live in a bitter, angry, hate-filled world.
Some people living in a friendly, caring, love-filled world.....in Same world...”....

I've known you long enough.
I know it when you hold your body just so,
And this movement is invisible to others,
But I know when your muscles tense
And when your heart tenses
And when your world tenses
You will strike.

It's so subtle, your actions are known only to yourself.
And me.
I won't help you, you need to solve your own problems.
But that doesn't mean that I can't sit in the distance and admire
Your beautiful patchwork.

Everyone changes attitudes around different people.
Just make sure that,  they are only changing your attitude and not your •personality•

Today I looked in the mirror
"who's that girl looking back at me?"
there was a time where I thought I truly knew her
but she's not who she was raised to be
she has a smile on her face
and this look in her eyes
unhidden by God's grace
she wears no disguise
she has no scars
she's make up free
for once in her life she's happy
so don't try to take her joy away
that's a game she's not willing to play
just let her be
**Don't you see that she's happy!?!?!