21. Beauty
Dry those tears, baby girl
Stop making scars on your wrist
It does not help to starve yourself
You don't change by caking your face
Dry those tears, baby girl
Stop making scars on your wrist
It does not help to starve yourself
You don't change by caking your face
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I try to be the good girl,
The girl who has it all together,
But I'm not.
This poem is so relatable, at least to my life. Those expectations everybody has for us are so much bigger that in trying to achieve them we lose ourselves and then a time comes when we...
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I thought they were wrong,
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone.
But it's true.
I'm lost without you.
Longer days and shorter nights,
Darker shades and brighter lights.
Louder music and wilder friends,
No need for pencils, no need for pens!
Who is that man?
Staring back at me
Is he a part of my past?
Or who I am destined to be?
Dude, I understand completely. Sometimes I don't know who I am or who I'm supposed to be.
We may have the same eye's
but I use mine differently
We may have the same heart
A lot of people are treated differently because they look different or act different .A lot of people treat my friends and me differently because we are different and unusual.