YOU ARE

 

YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL

NOT FOR THE WAY YOU SMILE, BUT FOR THE WAY YOU SLOWLY GLANCE AT THE WORLD.

THE SMIRKS THAT TRANFORM INTO SMILES, THE SMELL OF FRENCH VANILLA COFFEE WHEN YOU SPEAK, TEARS THAT FALL FROM YOUR EYES FROM THAT BOY YOU ONCE SEEKED.

YOU ARE GRACEFUL, KIND, YOU MOVE MOUNTAINS WITHOUT NOTICE.

AN EDUCATOR, A MOTIVATOR, A WANNABE FASHION STATEMENT THAT ENDORSES McDondals. YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT. WELL I GUESS I'M A CHICKEN NUGGET. HOURS IN THE BATHROOM EVER MORNING, PLASTERING YOUR FACE IN MAKE UP, TO  SLOWLY JOIN THE WITNESS PROTECTION FROGRAM, AS YOU LOSE YOUR FOUNDATION.

YOU ARE A LUXURY CAR, NOT LIVING A LUXURY LIFE. TELLING YOURSELF DAILY THAT  SOMETHING SPECTACULAR HAS GOT TO HAPPEN.

YOU SOMETIMES HAVE NO VOICE, BUT YOUR HEART SPEAKS LOUDER, YOUR ACTIONS SHALL NOT POUNDER.

DEEP DOWN INSIDE, BEYOND EVERY CURL IN YOUR TENDER HEADED HAIR, LIES AND ENDLESS WORLD OF EVERLASTING DREAMS WITHIN YOUR MIND.

EXPIDITIOUSLY PULSATING INTO TRENDS JUST TO FIT IN, WHEN IN REALITY YOU'RE AN OLD SOUL THAT PREFERS SINATRA INSTEAD OF DRAKE. 

YOU AT TIMES ARE A BIT INDECISIVE, BUT WELL CHARMING IN OCCURANCE .

YOU RATHER PURCHASE BEAUTY SUPPLIES INSTEAD OF LIFE INSURANCE. 

YOU INTRODUCE YOURSELF AS, "LEXUS LIKE THE CAR". JUST SO NO ONE PRONOUNCES THE NAME ALEXIS. 

YOU ARE MORE THAN, WHAT YOU THINK YOU ARE. 

YOU ARE YOU AND DON'T EVER FORGET THAT!

 

 

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