- melanie


This WorldThere it is again, unwanted Yet their cold stares are expected. As eyes and minds judge me I can only hold my pride high So as not to see the laughter. Their cupidity is their logo of status Of which I could only care less of. For inclement remarks hold no value On my heart or soul. My love and dreams shatterThis World
Through those hateful words, But not a scar is left But self-esteem that has risen To newer heights never seen before. O if only others could realize That I have freedom from all labels. Labels that hide truth And replace it with a worl


LastWhat hope do I have of creating? With all of my time spent waiting. In a constant debate over me. Hiding away in position to flee. Is this the image I imagined to be? A sliver out of distance, Completely ignorant to change my stance. Burning away without bothering a second glance.Last
Maybe I need a new set of eyes? Maybe I need a new set of lies? Maybe I need to feel my mother’s cries?
Is there something I am passing? I control all the crashing. Obviously not lasting. I must discover my unknown. Or the unbearable pain will grow within the bone
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- melanie
Hehe I know.....
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When a man does what a man has to do, a woman should stop him
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-=d^_^b=- ... The world is listening ...
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Move. Live. Go. Choose.
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