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Start with a bow, Take a side they said, Choose your battles. What is this? Pulled here and there. They argue excessively. Tired of the rules. Collapsed from the stress.
Though your "different" though your "unusual" though you like different people than others, doesnt mean your evil, or you hated, it means your you, you can take me for example,
Yes, I am black do you have a problem with that Must i always be seen as the ghetto loud black girl you see on your tv screens Can i not have good hair, without you thinking its a weave
A man being beaten down. By evils waves that make no sound. He was drifting. He his last hope he did cling. He was drowning. He was sinking. He then let go. He was going to do what they said to.
BEING MYSELF Be yourself... That's what everyone says. But being myself... gave me this black eye. But being myself Gave me this bruised face. Gave me a childhood i wasn't ready to face.
me am i i could never change me odd even if it were forced and bashed yet you, he, she, and them yet you, he, she, and them think me should change but me me begs to differ m is inseparable from e e is glued to m m is glued to e m is equa
Words can be filled with biting electricity and shocks of lightning They can entwine themselves in between beautiful notes and sentences of agonizing silence
It is a circle Upside-down and Backwards That's all you'll SEE The circle of Life Has no Beginning or End unlike You and Me I am only Me Upside-down and Backwards
Sometimes, we are afraid to show who we are, afraid to shed our skin, afraid to open up, We are taught at a young ae that stndng out is imporant. And, yet as we venture throuh adulthood standing out becomes a bad thing?
I am a fraud
People all around
Your words do not define me For I define myself Not with power and glory Nor money and wealth You'll see her in the corner You'll see her by herself You'll see that she's a loner
Peer pressure don't let it pressure you smoking, drinking, cutting class that kid was never you they said you had to and you tagged along just to fit in but you knew it was wrong
What makes beauty? Do you have to have a skinny waist? Do you have to have expensive taste? What makes beauty?
World Joy What would the world be like if we Only thought of the well being of others Relied more on our friends Loved our family more Did more with the life handed to us
Flash! Smile! Turn! Stop! Lighter! Darker! Thinner! Smaller! Stronger! Weaker! Meeker! Flash! Smile! Stop! Tighter! Shorter!
*snap* An image is taken
Her hair is a mess, her eyes are swollen
I am Invisible, Determined I wonder when I will be heard I hear a faint whisper I see a hand held out
The world is like a parasite,
Not every bird is born with the instinct to fly. Not every child is born into a world of pretty pictures. Some must crawl before they walk, doodle before they paint, or wobble before they soar.
We all attempt to know ourselves. As people, we are born and the process begins. Exploration of body and mind, Blinking eyes and wiggling fingers and toes, We search for answers.
It’s not for attention, it’s not for respect. It’s for me, I need to speak my silence I am tired of hiding how I feel, You constantly think you know, But honestly I just need to heal All on my own.
I’m not the average girl from your video And I ain’t built like a supermodel
Tired of trying to stand out, Tired of trying to fit in, Tired of thinking of new ideas And tired of trying to win. I'm tired of doing the same old thing, Too tired to try something new,
I’ve been hurt I’ve been beat Been drug down by my feet-- I’ve been crying I’ve felt raged Tried to put down all the right words on the page-- I’ve felt the darkness of the bottom
They talkin bout me ill shoot em cuh not really