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It's all it takes to make me happy All I need to put a smile on 3 things reason enough To become a better man Than I was a second ago My daughter Innocent and energetic Heart of gold I'd plate with titanium So it would never be broken Lock away in a far away castle Too high for even dragons to reach But I know you can't hide The radiance of her eyes Intrigued by everything With a giving hand at her age My Family Jokes and burns Scares and bruises We give each other just for a laugh Toughening each other's minds Keeping the wise still sharp Forging the young Into durable adults Prepared for anything Ready to take charge Tearing out walls To open their own doors My friends Uplifting and always there Significant to someone like me Who fears the dark Wishing to never be left alone If not for them I would have given up On chasing the dream Of becoming a man My little girl is proud of It's gratitude before me Oceans of debts Money could never pay back Only my success could do Proving to them all Their failure to give up on me Wasn't in vain That I was truly worth Every drop of effort They didn't realize they put in A simple smile A helping hand An "I got you if you need me" Late night talks Advice I didn't think I needed It all molded me Every bit of kindness I didn't think I was worth I say it's 3 things Yet that's just the categories I've placed the thousands of hands I refuse to let go of, in Thank you From my soul To the tears that fall As I write this While I'm supposed to be working All of you saved me When I couldn't save myself
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Mar 22, 2021
Mar 22, 2021 at 5:41 PM UTC
3 Things
It's all it takes to make me happy All I need to put a smile on 3 things reason enough To become a better man Than I was a second ago My daughter Innocent and energetic Heart of gold I'd plate with titanium So it would never be broken Lock away in a far away castle Too high for even dragons to reach But I know you can't hide The radiance of her eyes Intrigued by everything With a giving hand at her age My Family Jokes and burns Scares and bruises We give each other just for a laugh Toughening each other's minds Keeping the wise still sharp Forging the young Into durable adults Prepared for anything Ready to take charge Tearing out walls To open their own doors My friends Uplifting and always there Significant to someone like me Who fears the dark Wishing to never be left alone If not for them I would have given up On chasing the dream Of becoming a man My little girl is proud of It's gratitude before me Oceans of debts Money could never pay back Only my success could do Proving to them all Their failure to give up on me Wasn't in vain That I was truly worth Every drop of effort They didn't realize they put in A simple smile A helping hand An "I got you if you need me" Late night talks Advice I didn't think I needed It all molded me Every bit of kindness I didn't think I was worth I say it's 3 things Yet that's just the categories I've placed the thousands of hands I refuse to let go of, in Thank you From my soul To the tears that fall As I write this While I'm supposed to be working All of you saved me When I couldn't save myself
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What do you see when you see me, do you see all that can be. The mum that holds things all together, who does far more when people let her. Do you look in my eyes and hold a gaze, do you see a soul, in fire a blaze. Do you comfort me when the days been unkind, do you make a cuppa help me unwind.. What do you see when you see me, do you see all that can be. The  woman who tries with all her might, always pushing forward against hine sight. Are you aware of my challenges faced, do you hold me close in a tight embace. Or do you just point fingers and find my flaws, as you leave my confidence wiped across the floor. What do you see when you see me, do you see all that can be. A wife who loves her family so dear, with every heart beat if you can hear. Her late nights to complete the chores, housework with music on, seems less a bore. Children's in bed the day's  been long, tucked up in bed with a kiss and a song. What do you see when you see me, do you see all that can be. A woman whos strong but yet so weak, can't always find her voice to speak. Help her to suceed to find her way, when time outs needed to play. An unplanned outing with family or friend, stops her from going round the bend. What do you see when you see me, do you see all that can be. An inner child thats fun in spirit, that wants to dance and never quit. So as in the mirror reflections holding gaze, I can see the mother, wife and child a blaze. A sparkle left a glimmer of hope, my lifes my own no time to mope.
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Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 3:33 PM UTC
WHAT DO YOU SEE?
What do you see when you see me, do you see all that can be. The mum that holds things all together, who does far more when people let her. Do you look in my eyes and hold a gaze, do you see a soul, in fire a blaze. Do you comfort me when the days been unkind, do you make a cuppa help me unwind.. What do you see when you see me, do you see all that can be. The  woman who tries with all her might, always pushing forward against hine sight. Are you aware of my challenges faced, do you hold me close in a tight embace. Or do you just point fingers and find my flaws, as you leave my confidence wiped across the floor. What do you see when you see me, do you see all that can be. A wife who loves her family so dear, with every heart beat if you can hear. Her late nights to complete the chores, housework with music on, seems less a bore. Children's in bed the day's  been long, tucked up in bed with a kiss and a song. What do you see when you see me, do you see all that can be. A woman whos strong but yet so weak, can't always find her voice to speak. Help her to suceed to find her way, when time outs needed to play. An unplanned outing with family or friend, stops her from going round the bend. What do you see when you see me, do you see all that can be. An inner child thats fun in spirit, that wants to dance and never quit. So as in the mirror reflections holding gaze, I can see the mother, wife and child a blaze. A sparkle left a glimmer of hope, my lifes my own no time to mope.
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Picking at every fibre in my soul.   Trying to get you out. But every time i remove a bit of you it leaves a mark.  A mark of you.
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Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 7:59 PM UTC
Marked.
Deciding to halt my steps Give my past a chance to catch up She pats my back A cold self loathing greet Swallowing up my pride Beating down the shame that crawls up my knees It takes every ounce of strength To mutter up enough courage for my eyes to turn Face my reflections And acknowledge the person I once was There she stands shoulders slumped and a smile so pitiful In her eyes mirrors all my mistakes painted in permanent colours How I wish to befriend her Thank her for the lessons and kiss every one of her inglorious scars For allowing me to become what I've became Returning her the same smile Doubt feels like acid in my throat We have yet to meet the face of our future Will she be disappointed? But taking comfort of the present fact However humiliating my past turns out to be I will never wish to change anything of what she is and for what she was For she and I, both aspire to be a one simple but 'good enough' thing And the me of the Past shapes the future I've fought to attain Before and Still
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Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 11:52 PM UTC
Breaking the chains of Regret