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Batool Oct 2018
She housed in her mind
a different world;
And in her eyes,
abyss !!
My tolerance for pain is high
My tolerance for people is low
Life keeps going overwhelmingly too fast
When all I ever grew up with was slow
I hated myself for being different
Yet I couldn't force myself to change
To fit their mould and expectations
I didn't want to be just the same
I felt guilty for wanting different
No one told me it was okay
I find it difficult to allow myself
To ignore what people have to say
I'm afraid of judging eyes
Critical minds and shallow mouths
That judge how they see it
Or what other people have found
Slowly I am learning
That being myself is okay
I'm allowed to, I'll try to be
Unapologetically me, everyday
Ricky Oct 2018
(Philosophy)

There are two main emotions, love and fear.
Love is understanding, and it gives us courage.
Fear comes from the lack of understanding, and it makes us nervous/afraid.

I learned that I used to seek love from people by wanting to control the way they perceive me. I wanted them to know that I could relate to, or understand them more than I may actually do.
But, if I kept doing that, that would be foolish, no one understands another entirely, only through similar experiences, but never exact. It’s not fair to the individual.
The goal isn’t just to connect with what’s similar, but also (maybe even more so) to connect with what’s different.
People fear difference, because they don’t know what it may bring. That could be a result of society’s teachings for centuries.
Racism wouldn’t exist if we as humans loved difference. Apparently we feel safe with what is familiar. Why “Curiosity killed the cat?” Why not “Curiosity isn’t a sin, but should be proceeded with caution.”
Those who seek due to curiosity are open minded. Those who follow the ways of the world or rules are more judgmental once they spot something out of the ordinary.
This is where insecurity comes from, because of this programming that if we are not the same, we should not belong.
Saying “love yourself” almost limits you, that’s like saying the rest of the world is like this, but focus and ‘accept’ what you are.
We shouldn’t just teach people to love themselves, what if that can be a side effect from teaching people how to love difference in others.
We should say that every single individual has the power to contribute to improvement, expanding knowledge, and a way of living from the power that their own individuality brings.
It’s not how we are similar. It’s how we are different.
You are what you love, not what loves you.
Gordon Chai Oct 2018
My empty mind was once filled.
To do what was right, just to be proven wrong.
I do not take part and will not once more.
Our culture is different perhaps our religion too.
I guess it’s okay now,
to say we are different.

Do not worry and do not change.
Move on from here, you will find your place.
It will first be odd, that’s part of starting new.
Trust it’s right, otherwise you will know.
Make yourself comfortable,
and be thirsty again.
Alexander T Oct 2018
I heard your voice today
after four years
I heard your voice

I imagined this day before
I thought we would talk longer
share a couple memories
laugh a few times

"I missed you"

"I thought of you"

"I miss the fun"

endless conversations
playing in my head
I've thought of millions
but not a single one right

im at a loss of words
this is totally new
I heard your voice
but I had no choice

who was that person
with the nails on a chalkboard
razors in the shredder
type of voice

"hello, is this Angela?"
"no"
"who is this"
"faith"
"oh, well... it's Alex"
"im not supposed to talk to you"
(you sound like a trained killer)
"I know, can you tell mom I said hi"
"yeah"
(you executed perfectly)
"im sorry"
(dial tone)

who was that
my used to be sister
I dont know

I thought it would be different
I was wrong
do I deserve this life
she spoke like I dont

she used to like me
so who is that

I heard her voice today
after four years
I wish I could forget
after the first time talking to my step-sister in four years in July.
lovelywildflower Oct 2018
we have a lot in common
but maybe we're more different than we think
how could you love me?
you say you adore me
but i can't see how
there's always something wrong with me
and i'm not just saying that to put myself down
i mean it
it's the truth
there's always something that makes people run
and i don't know what it is
but i'm still me
i'm allowed to be myself
and i'm not going to change myself for anyone
i thought we were dreaming of being something more
and not just the way our bodies connect
i tried opening myself up to the possibility before
but my last boyfriend used me
he wanted my body
nothing more
and i've never told anyone this
but he told me he thought about ****** me
so forgive me if i don't want a relationship based on that
because now i'm too scared to share that part of me
he made me feel absolutely disgusting
and i never want to share that part of me again
unless it's with someone who will stay in the end
so please
if you really don't want me because i won't share that with you
then i guess we're just not meant to be
i'm sorry
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