For all the girls who are out there
And think they are fat and ugly
Your not
Your beautiful
Your body is ****
Don't let anyone bring you down
We all can't be the same sizes
Imagine might as well make us all look alike
Thats why god made us different
And we all go through different stuff
Please love yourself as who you are
Trust me there is someone out there
Who loves you the way you are

it's as if fate has already decided
you & me will never have an epitome
is it agonizing? yes.
How long? Uncertain.

As I gaze, you are stunningly amazing
but that perfection cannot be paired with someone
as flawed as I am
and that's why we'll never be

I know that I'll probably spend a life time,
Trying to a earn a college degree.
Trying so very hard to turn these black dreams into a white reality.

Searching for an identity
In a society that  worships the slim figures, intelligent minds of blondes, and blue eyes.
Truth is, I realized, I have no place in this society.
I confront my fears, and my anxiety quietly.
While my heart and mind wrestle for control over my body's entirety

I can hear the string stretch
As I pull the arrow and aim
I never miss, they say
But truly, my arrows waste

I will always be not at fault
See, the arrows needed are two
Connected like strings it pull
The two lovers until they fall

I am the god of love but I never create love
I am the builder of bridges
That let two beings become one
But see, it is not my fault.

The connection let them see
A way to love only a few heartbeats away
But in the midst of the birth of love
They break the knot and part ways...

Such a beautiful dance,
Make it through my windows,
Windows to hearts and flowers,
Until I realised,
It's just a theatre

Would you rather believe
I can talk to a tree. They see me as a beautiful leave
that's fresh as the green they see.
I feel so free, even they hold me clench.
I want to let go but they need me most.

I'm getting red and a little bit bust they might let go and let me fall
But see this vain, it hurt like hell. What can i say?
I'ts my destiny would i go?

Soon they will let me go, they let me fall. I'm now a bird that you can see in the clouds. I can now fly anywhere i want. But look, i'm getting tiered. I forgot how was living was. I forgot that i am existing too.

But it's too late,
24 hours
1 minutes
60 second
And i'm done.

Life is too blooming short,
To not do as you please,
To let others dictate,
The type of life you should lead.

Life is too dang versatile,
For you to remain mundane,
To lock yourself indoors,
And be simply Plain Jane.

Life is too ****** expensive,
For you to be wasting it away,
To not know the value of existence,
To see the dawn of each day.

Life is too ******* beautiful,
For one to hate it as much as you,
To hate the miracle within yourself,
If only, just only, you knew.