Just A Soul
In an infinite dynamic universe
How foolish of me to discourse my intentions
My values and dreams are not intangible
In this concept of life mine is barely manageable
They say life is all the same
Always searching for someone else to blame
Yet in society perseverance is shunned away
Covered up with love and supposed equality
My aspirations are what make me
I am what I am and what I do
Actions speak louder than words and my actions are viewed
By others that love me and others that judge me
It’s been said that the course of love never did run smooth
I tried to love and failed but it wasn’t wrong of me to choose
Now I’m not just living I’m thriving
Breathing every moment in an anticipation of euphoric arriving
Life is what happens to us while we are making other plans
Nothing else matters now
My fate is in my hands
I am beautiful and courageous
This concept is more contagious than the plague of immorality
My only want in life is to spread love
I am living on a foundation preplanned from above
I can’t be summed up by comparison
Daring to be different and to be called unfeminine
This is the hell we live in strangling our bodies with useless medicine
Pandora’s Box never provoked my desires
I’d rather pour gasoline on it and use it to fuel my fire
I’m strong enough to know better
The difference between self worth and conventional pleasure
When it comes down to it I know I’m an offender
Of the rules and preconceived notions of beauty
Yet somehow your gazes won’t pierce me
Can you even see me?
In the end I’m just a soul
I will not conform to your generic mold
I refute the idea that I’m just a commodity
I’m not selfish this is just my policy
I am who I choose to be
…I am a priority
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