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Jess Jun 2014
Have you ever looked at something
for so long that after a while you
start to see every flaw and mistake there is in it
A young teen girl looked at herself in the
mirror too long while doing her hair
in the morning and after a while
of looking at herself all the girl could see was a red, puffy
eyed, tear stained face looking right back at her.

People seem to worry  about
if they have big thighs,
too toothy of a smile, or messy, wild
hair that is impossible to tame.
Others may think that if they have glasses or braces
it classifies them as nerds or geek,
which makes them feel, unloved, unappreciated and
even more self conscious about themselves and everything they do.
People try to change themselves so they
be what others want them to be,
so that they fit in with the right social circle,
by doing this they turn into plastic, like barbie doll,
they do what the leader says and feel that they
can never speak up for what they feel.

People are just taking others insecurities
and using them as a tool to shape
their own perfect friends, or what
they think a perfect friend is,
but they think it is the outside that counts,
but its not its the inside,
yeah everyone might not like the same stuff,
or go for the same team,
and fight every now and then,
but someone you can rely on is someone that doesn't care
if you have a thigh gap, big teeth, crazy hair
or what size you are, if you have a pimple or pimples.
A true friend finds beauty within you not just on
the outside but the inside.
Such small things: a farm in the north, a plantation in the south.
A small urban home rather than
A mansion on the edge of an enormous field.
Paved roads and rail road tracks inside cities instead of
Gravel paths through paths of trees and cotton fields.
Business men walking by or a rich plantation owner
With two African slaves at his side.

They can cause conflict, major differences.
Political views and moral issues.
How the country should be run?
How the people are to live?
The laws and abilities surrounding slaves?
Is it right to own another human?
Mary N May 2014
I will not think of you every moment of every day, because I do have things to do
I will not will dress for you, because I wear what I want
I will not spend every second worrying about you, because I have troubles, too
I will not agree with everything you say, because I have my own opinions
I will, however, think of you when I hear the joke you told on our first date,
And wear the dress you got me for my birthday on yours,
And worry about you when you're at an important interview
And agree with you when you've had a bad day
And love you more and more every day, until the end of time.
February 28, 2014
Alias May 2014
So many stories are alike,
With only a few small differences to count them apart.
Still they are far from the same.
My story may sound like yours,
But we've got different chapters in between.
And the ending's not settled.
We start talking
I get to know you
We’ve got a lot in common
Learning things we never used to
Maybe we’re the same
Maybe we’re one not two
But I’ve just gotta say...

[Chorus]
I’m not like you
You’re not like me
We’re not the same
We’re different entirely
No simple similarities
Are ever gonna make me see
Maybe we should let it be
But the truth is in individuality
You’re not like me...

We listen to the same music
You like the same bands that I do
You know who Vanessa Carlton is
Michelle Branch too
But when you sing
You’re singing rock and country
And when I sing
Its more pop and indie
So I think it’s fairly obvious
That...

[Chorus]

I’ll tell you now
We’ll never be together
Because we’re all flying away
Like birds of a different feather
So cut us in half
Make sure those bonds you do sever
No one will ever be like me, no one will ever be like you
Not now, not then, not soon, not ever
That’s right you’re not my forever
I’ll prove you wrong because
He’s not we and we’re never to be
Never
Never
Never
Never, why...
because

No one’s like you
No one’s like me
We’re not the same
As anybody else
We’re not us
We’re you and me

Now we’ve gotta help them see
Maybe then they’ll let it be
But the truth is in individuality
You’re not like me...
I’m not like you, and we both know I’ll never be
You’re not like me, and that will never bother me
Because You’re not like me...
Ahmed Usman Apr 2014
I wonder how this world would be
if we somehow learned to see beyond
the shallow meaningless differences
we base our biased judgements on
superficial labels dividing us and them
like who we pray to, where we’re from
who we sleep with, which side we’re on
language and even the color of our skin
how different would our little planet be
if our eyes could only see past these
and uncover the beautiful similarities
of who we all truly are deep within
Appeared on blog: http://wp.me/p3UiLd-fp
Victoria G Apr 2014
You would pick at a wound
till it bled once more,
if that could illuminate
what opened it the first time.
While I would rather let it be,
till it either heals or festers,
only paying it any mind
if it began to cause me pain again.
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