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Her thought on my head, Waking up to her dream. Warmth of my bed, Relish the doughnut cream. Poetry that no longer bled, Flowing in seamless stream. Watching how the day sped, Remembering my work team. I now just need to focus what I was fed, My self-confidence touches a new theme. The theme is not self-centered, Now I watch my work's completion beam. The theme is now work-centered, I have found salvation in my eyes agleam.
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Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 6:58 PM UTC
A Perfect Morning
The path you take The choice you make It's all your decision It's all your own vision Cause everything's possible This everything's now It is what it is You never know how But if you believe You can make a difference And what a relief This knowledge might bring Just try everything Try to do it your way Let this be your one, Your only experience Remember that day You look back on life You see what it brings You're staying alive The difference It's there No one can deny You made it, You can You are satisfied  :)
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Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 12:31 PM UTC
Motivation & Reward
Self-confident, you say, is what I need to be, But it's what that caused this catastrophe. Open you're eyes, tell me what you see, Whoops, you messed up, look what you did to me.
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Jan 11, 2017
Jan 11, 2017 at 5:58 AM UTC
Self-confidence, you say?
I'm done being shamed for being me For not believing in god For being a lesbian For listening to the music that isn't popular For being a female with short hair For being curious For being a feminist For being myself I'm not going to change myself to fit into your standards I'm not going to change the way I think and learn Because you think I ask too many questions and need to keep my nose outta things I'm not going to change the way I believe Because I cannot change that you will not make me I'm not going to change the way I look because of you Because I really enjoy the way I look I'm not going to pretend to like what is popular and in trend Because I don't want to have the exact same interests as everyone around me I am not going to change myself because I'm happy with myself Just because you are not confident in yourself, doesn't mean I can't be I'm done trying to change to make everyone else happy I'm not going to shamed for being me I'm unique and no one change that
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Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 3:31 PM UTC
Shamed For Being Unique
Life, as it presents itself, is pretty straightforward. School-work-family-grandkids-retirement. It's all laid out for us like clothes on the bed when we are kids: "This is how your life is going to be." And we watch Disney and see all these people that have adventures And lives that aren't normal by any stretch of the word And somehow we're expected to still have normal expectations of how Our lives are going to play out. Well, I'm sorry, world, but I have a longing to be better. It's a cookie dough mix made out of both 1. Longing for recognition, 2. Wanting genuine friends, And 3. Wanting to be valuable to someone. Its a want to be wanted, Like the characters in TV shows that get kidnapped and told "You have a specific skillset that we need" By a man in a black suit with a grave expression. Wouldn't that just feel great? Like FINALLY Someone thinks that I'm important, necessary, talented, special, DIFFERENT. It's my greatest fear, the fear of living 9-to-5 Going to work, day after day, Sliding the project in the inbox, leaving to grab a drink and watch some Netflix alone before bed, then Doing it all again. Even if I wasn't alone, if I had family Wouldn't that get dreary? Like, Take the kids to school, go to work, pick them up, go home. Day after day until they grow up and are gone and I retire and then What? What was the whole point? I need something bigger//something transcendent I need a purpose or a goal or a mission I need someone to tell me, okay, we need you because _________ And then I need to feel the thrill of the moment, the thrill of doing Something I'm inherently good at. Is it just me or Am I the only one dissatisfied with life as it presents itself?
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Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 2:49 PM UTC
Life, As it Presents Itself
Life, as it presents itself, is pretty straightforward. School-work-family-grandkids-retirement. It's all laid out for us like clothes on the bed when we are kids: "This is how your life is going to be." And we watch Disney and see all these people that have adventures And lives that aren't normal by any stretch of the word And somehow we're expected to still have normal expectations of how Our lives are going to play out. Well, I'm sorry, world, but I have a longing to be better. It's a cookie dough mix made out of both 1. Longing for recognition, 2. Wanting genuine friends, And 3. Wanting to be valuable to someone. Its a want to be wanted, Like the characters in TV shows that get kidnapped and told "You have a specific skillset that we need" By a man in a black suit with a grave expression. Wouldn't that just feel great? Like FINALLY Someone thinks that I'm important, necessary, talented, special, DIFFERENT. It's my greatest fear, the fear of living 9-to-5 Going to work, day after day, Sliding the project in the inbox, leaving to grab a drink and watch some Netflix alone before bed, then Doing it all again. Even if I wasn't alone, if I had family Wouldn't that get dreary? Like, Take the kids to school, go to work, pick them up, go home. Day after day until they grow up and are gone and I retire and then What? What was the whole point? I need something bigger//something transcendent I need a purpose or a goal or a mission I need someone to tell me, okay, we need you because _________ And then I need to feel the thrill of the moment, the thrill of doing Something I'm inherently good at. Is it just me or Am I the only one dissatisfied with life as it presents itself?
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In this night you sink, You wait for an answer, which will not come any more. How far are you gonna take this strange carousel, You turn around aimlessly. Love is a spell, created by mortals, Don't forget, You are alive. And It is time to shine.
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 4:16 AM UTC
Keep going
i am so much more than they told me i was Yes, I am. more than the haters more than the lovers i am more than a queen of beauty i am your unobtainable i am your ruined dream i am a deity far out of reach and you do not deserve me
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Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 1:30 PM UTC
Untitled
though she walks a beautiful road that is not all there is. bathed in brilliance flowing through her being as if it were in her veins. courage surges from every orifice: a warrior, underestimated, unappreciated head among the clouds sun kissed eyes blind to the adverse lips graced with a wisdom beyond the years worn refined radiant patience brushed over her skin so though she walks with flowers in her hair beauty is not all there is.
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 2:11 AM UTC
Beautiful Beyond
I always feared that when he touched me he would draw back his hand in disgust. Instead he holds me like old pages chasing the foxes he holds me like delicate lace tracing each vine and makes me feel rare and beautiful.
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Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 9:44 PM UTC
Comfort
you, you are pathetic. you think the world is a playground and that i'm your toy. YOU THINK I'M YOUR TOY BUT I KNOW I'M NOT. I AM A PERSON A GOOD PERSON A NICE PERSON A PRETTY PERSON I DON'T NEED YOU TO TELL ME THAT I'M 'HOT' ONLY TO MAKE ME HAPPY AND BELIEVE YOUR IDIOT LIES "she kind of looks okay without glasses, less makeup, and straight hair." EXCUSE YOU? I LOOK GREAT WITH GLASSES, MAKEUP AND CURLY HAIR. BECAUSE I KNOW THAT I AM BETTER THAN YOU AND I AM NOT YOUR TOY. I WILL NEVER BE YOUR TOY AGAIN AND I WILL BURN THE PHOTOGRAPHS OF YOU IN THE SCHOOL YEARBOOK BECAUSE YOU DON'T DESERVE TO BE REMEMBERED BY ME.
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Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
Untitled
Lost: It's an adjective It's a past-tense verb It's a TV show It's a state of mind. It's how I describe myself; I've lost friends I've lost feeling I've lost hope I've lost heart I've lost faith. It's hard to admit being lost, But it's the first step in being Found.
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Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 1:59 PM UTC
Lost
I shouldn't have to apologize For simply being me Yet the words "I'm sorry" Seem to spill from my mouth As easily as a friendly "Hello".
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Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 2:04 PM UTC
Salutations
You can hate me because I'm beautiful, You can hate me because I'm smart, And you can hate me because I'm me But don't hate me because you aren't.
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Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 2:04 PM UTC
Envy
This silence is killing me. Was it too much? Am I that annoying? Should I give them space? The mind is a powerful thing Because it can make or break someone's day With all the crazy concoctions And scenarios it cooks up And the pain it inflicts Even when there is nothing there. It's all about interpretation. The mind can help you pass a test Or make you fail. The mind can make a dream come true Or ruin it with the nightmare of Reality. The mind is where I see you and me. The mind is where I am free. From pain. From torture. From life. My mind is where I go When I can look in the mirror No more.
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Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 2:08 PM UTC
Faults of an Overactive Mind