Darling, why do you care what they think?
DON'T, they don't matter
if they did
they wouldn't mind

You my friend are not a cemetery
thus, stop opening your arms
to those who are only
looking for a place to
rest their weary bones
love yourself—
it is the only way
we could ever
become
lovers

Why be anyone else?
When you're more beautiful being yourself.

We're all actors.
Lying is at the core of it.

Lying to mask the extremes of our emotional spectrum.
                   A mask can be whatever it is you chose.
The comedian? The artist? The leader? The emotional?
                   You can be whatever it is you choose.  

"Be yourself."
My question is, which one?

You are the light
In the darkest places in my mind

You are the breeze
on the back of my shoulders

You make minutes seem like the days
I would spend in bed all day waiting for the sun to guide me to the clouds

They told me I was beautiful...
But they were just programmed to say it

You. You told me.
And I belived every honest word that fell from your lips.

Because you taught me what it meant to love myself.

These eyes
An aspiration to see my way through life, objectively
These lips
A hope for clear and concise communication,
These hands
A desire to create, work and play,
These hips
A reminder of the feminine soul that encompasses,
These legs
A means of keeping me as a mover and shaker,
These Feet
A balance that helps me to remain grounded, even when foundations shift.