All with flaws

All with flaws

Do you know that your flaws

Could be your best feature.

That other people may be insecure with

Themselves in a different way.

So pointing out that you have a difference defines them and not you.

Do you know that standing out is better than blending in.

Being a teenager it’s hard to overstand this.

But don’t worry you will soon see what I can see from here.

It’s annoying to people when you absolutely love your flaws if you believe you have any.

Just being yourself is the biggest confidence that anyone can have.

Bullys have no place if you take the target from them.

Today my flaws don’t define me

It’s just an extra stepping stone.

Nothing in life is free but it’s accessible.

I won’t tell my child that.

The world owes him nothing

But he owes the word to himself.

Everything is brought even if it’s not by currency its by time.

Nothing is free this word needs to be dissolved. Free equates to 0.

You receive something free because you are poor, it’s not free because you had to be poor in order to recive.

Free 30 hours child care well the posters need changing because that ain’t free.

Free food but you had to travel to recive and your travel expenses are not covered.

Stop throwing free around the word has no substance, don’t expect anything for free sometimes there is a consequence don’t forget to ask.

Not gonna change

Not gonna change

Ima call out loud

Who ever is listening.

To the skin that I’m

Living in its all OK you can breath now.

To the hair on my  scalp it’s OK no

More chemicals now.

I’ll protect you don’t need to hide from you.

For the height that I stand. You are OK even blessed to have legs some people haven’t got them.

To the nose that I have its only for my face it belongs to me.  No amount of hating,  won’t let me change my face. Can’t change my hair or change my race and it’s all OK. I won’t be famous for being self embarrassed. I just want to leave a world where everyone loves them selves. Soon every insecure person will be in debt too look identical to each other whilst none of their children won’t resemble their own mother no more. It all depends on the reasons you changed faces if it’s for sanity then don’t start teaching your kids about self love.

Love questions

Love questions

Love who the hell are
You

Like really why you so
Popular like?
Love
Love is it a myth or
Reality
Is it something or someone?

Love let’s sit down and talk for a while.

I think love got mixed up with Oragasmic short circuits.

I mean that feeling feels quite electrifying.

I guess it makes a better connection
When love is wired up.

You see love don’t always come from
The stuff you stick in the toaster.

I believe it comes from the inner
Place where you connect none
Physically.

They would say it’s a more spiritual thing.

So love why you always dropping out of peoples mouths and do they no
The difference between love and lust?
Not ust because ust is a long way from dropping the l In lust.

Love romantically and love caringly gets a slap on both sides of the face. Some desire you to love them like it’s a weakness and some want you to love them like no other then throw the same love back in your face.

They don’t want to here you love coz you care oh no.

So love please can we work something out.

The breaking point

The breaking point

It’s pointing at you

It’s looking at you

Your mind becomes a playground

Too many things to experience

Your eyes prance stomach laugh

But it’s pointing at you

That moment when you.

Remind yourself to look

Straight in the eyes of the breaking point.

Tears stroll down to your face

Like a child you feel

Lost you feel

Confused you feel.

This is just a reminder that

You have come so far

Come from the roots of the woods.

You remember the lakes that used to run aside from where you once where.

The swing and the laughter.

Until you absorbed the world like

A sponge that had been disregarded as waste.

Unprotected

Unprotected

The cuts and bruising

May heal with creams and band-aid

I’m not see-through

I’m not liquid

No flow

No transparencys.

My heart still bleeding still beating.

But it’s the mind

The mind

It needs protecting

Hugged loved held.

Right until heald.

But it’s the mind it’s intangible

You can’t see it you can’t touch it.

I just want you to listen because if you could see it.

It would have tears and scars and bruising.

You’d want to hold me.

I just can’t explain exactly how

The pain feels.