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Saumya Dec 2017
Love, and respect yourself for what you are, the way you speak, your complexion is, and however you truly are.Learn to adapt well in it.You're perfect, you're beautiful the way you are.Never let people decide  what sorta person you ought to be! (They actually needn't) A sea is a sea and an ocean is an ocean, and they can never be the same as each otger, ever! If people can't adore the original you, remenber that sorta affection is either fake, or is just short-termed, and may not be healthy too, so better stay away from it.Ironically, most  people still need to understand the fact, that nothing can beat originality.

Live your truth, laugh at your mistakes, learn from them, and move on, but never consider any problem as 'permanent'.Nothing stays forever, nor will they.Embrace problems as wierd friends, who teach us a lot before they leave, and change us into a better and stronger us , sometimes forever.

Never, never, settle, or dare changing yourself for anyone, who wants you to be something you already  know that  you aren't & will never be comfortable to be.Stay away from being forced/ dragged into something.Its the most ridiculous thing, you'll regret doing.

You're incomparable, you're special, and you're way too precious to take **** and the ****** people seriously.Know, realize, ponder and believe in this truth, and the real sort of people will always love you for what you are, and will be with  and for you with unfading loyalty.
PaKa Apr 2021
I imagine this is how we all die

Give me a reason to live and I might not fall down
It's 'cause of all the lower case t's I hate the big hatted clown

Alone in a burning forest:
I watched you grow, now I'll see you die
The crazy flames will put me to rest
And all the pitiful bikes can see me cry
So why won't you stop to say goodbye?

Is this broken stump a metaphor for me?
Am I balancing on the Shakespearean soliloquy?
Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy is my memory
Sour dreams made wolverine marks on my body

A few pills never killed anyone
Just pop 'em, I'll be your ******* villain

Am I displaced or are they?
Poor soul, has to work on a Monday
"I'm ashamed, I only took a few,
Please help, I must be misunderstood"
They are ignoring my ******

Invalidity

I'm losing my physical self too, this feels so great
My mind is dead weight
I promised them so I guess I should stop being a tate
One step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Otger steo
Snother step
Morw stepst
Morvw
Moew
Moq



Empty ***** has become divine
Columbine with an atrophied spine
Report of a suicide attempt

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