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At the verge of losing control, a dagger, enters my chest, sent from his eyes, filled with indifference, one tear, no feelings, poison gushing from his lips—   Breathe.  
They are iconic. Their hair is luscious. The texture? Perfect. Their eyes are captivating.  The perfect shade. Their face is easy on the eyes. Feature? Perfect. Their body? Perfect. The kind that looks breathtaking in every outfit.
Once upon a time Belle found beauty in the beast, we're all beautiful
  Geoffrey Chaucer once said,"it is a great evil to wed a poor woman,for the cost; and if she were rich of noble birth,then you say that it is a torment to suffer her pride and her Melancholy".It seems to me that this quote still resides in women'
Be true, be real, just be you. I mean sure there’ll be fakes who bully you, I’m myself and next thing I know I’m being called a freak, but I don’t care cause I'm me Just be you Be true to yourself
Smiles are sunrises and spring flowers. They rise and grow from the joys of life. So smile.  And bring beauty into this world. 
I don't owe you anything but my voice And you don't owe me anything but your time But please understand that if you are struggling in this life the trouble in your mind is no indication of weakness
“I am beautiful, I am unique, I am free and down to earth, I am unambiguously me. My filters are gone and I stand bare. My guard is down and I am vulnerable.
I wake up every morning,
Everyone wishes they were different including myself.I don't really know who I am
I remember the way the filters made me look, so beauiful and delicate, something looking brand new. I rermember how the tilt of the camera changed the entire view,
We are advertised ideal appearances Activate dejectment to our natural being Exposed to others belief's and thoughts It keeps us blind of what we are seeing
I have not always loved myself. My hips are too big, my eyes are too small, my skin is too uneven, my thighs are too meaty, my hair is too curly, my teeth are too crooked,
My theatre room used to be the dance room.
Everyone is BEAUTIFUL. FLAWLESS is unattainable; as is PERFECTION, GOD is the only being of Perfection. He created us, in His Image; So aren't we all Beautiful? Beauty is measured by your soul,
I shake his hands, Yet my toes are beneath where he stands. He’s been stomping my toes for hours, Pacing on them as he explains why his belief, should be ours. Any longer and my toenails will fall off,
Fat. Ugly. Emo. Gay we've all heard what the haters say.    they act so kind right to our face. but then they talk crap once we're replaced by yet another hater (who hasn't really seen) 
She spoke loud and talks with a voice that unheard of she spoke loud and theres no face revealed
Admire what you see Mirror or none For which everything that you see Beauty is none What makes things beautiful Thoughts or emotions Either one is powerful But without people's creations
A girl is hiding, hiding behind that curtain That curtain right there, I know I am certain That is her, that girl hiding behind that curtain She is shy and uncertain and bullied eveyday
there is something wrong in a world where we pour ourselves out to strangers on the internet but our best friends dont know our torment   and there is something wrong in a world where beauty is only skin deep
I’ve laugh
Herself in disguise why doesn't she like what she sees?   Because i think she is beautiful, talented, and amazing yes indeed. I guess it doesn't matter what i think...
Dreams guid us... 
What makes me, me? Is it the way I comb my hair, my brains and beauty, or the shoes i wear on my feet? What makes me any different from you? Is it because i'm so kind
Do you ever think about one situation & how one little detail could've changed everything?
Oh no
It means something to go to college. Whether it be to get an education or gain respect. It means something. Whether it be to make something of yourself or to grab attention. It means something.
      I was already broken when you found me, A soft spoken girl who forgot who I could be. Not a choice that I made, but one thrust upon me,
You go to school. You get good grades. You go to college. You graduate. You get a job. You get married. You have kids. You retire. You die. Guaranteed success.
So what if I take up a little more room than the average person does To me........that just means I'm a little more to love Im just LIFESIZED See I go in public they look and they stare
I am a work of art, I am a masterpiece, My curves are my definition, that is what defines me.   The shape of my nose,
Deletion.  Every single one gone.  The memories are fading away.  No way of looking back into the past. No young faces nothing but a faded thought.  Deleted forever, what once was is now gone.
  I am black and beautiful 
Happy What Is It? They say Its money They say Its not money What is Happy? They say Its family They say its marriage What is Happy? Is it light? Is it dark?
Mirror, Mirro
WAR
  I can't explain the things that I'm feeling right now   My mind, my body, my soul are being bombarded with poisenous thoughts   I'm being ripped apart into a million little pieces  
I’ve known you for a while now You and I are close friends  We’re best friends I’ve noticed how you have changed from a sad little girl into a mature young woman People made fun of you They hurt you
Shh. They can't hear you. Shh. You can't talk about that. Shh. What will everyone think? Shh. No! Ring the alarm, bang the pots, scream out loud!
It's always a good time for a drink.       Drank            Drunk Easy girls and wasted guys make it all the much easier to point a finger blaming a solo cup of bubbles and warm beer.
We all have problems So who are you to come at me Did you ever think that there could be a possibility that i understand In spite of what you have come to "know" We are the same, having a bad day
No one sees, no one speaks, no one listens to the mind of the weak. not here, not there, nor anywhere can this heart bear this pain. I cant breathe. I cant get past. This emotion, this judgment
Inspiration, that imperial feeling toward yourself, to express yourself, while addressing yourself with the things you do to the people who see only to judge, judge, judge you for your rights or w
The question that repeats in most minds that asscioate with me, tends to get rather tiring. "WHY  DO YOU LIKE TO WRITE SO MUCH?" " I like to write because it helps me." *que questionble face and they walk away and talk about me and ask others if I
Death is dead! Death is dead!This is what everyone cries aloud and cheer,It relieves many hearts of agony and fear,
Death is dead! Death is dead!This is what everyone cries aloud and cheer,It relieves many hearts of agony and fear,
Believe To Achieve To Beleive You Must Achieve Over Come Fears And Regrets Stress Or Non-Stress
He said yo midget but I kept on walking little did he know I went home and cried myself to sleep
All I wanna do is play, But I'm watching the days pass away, And although you don't give me toys to chew, Master I will always love you,   You walk in the door and I'm happy,
Strings attached Playing puppeteer with nimble fingers and old, vivid nightmares   I'm your puppet darling   Strings attached Center with each, individual, socket
Words cannot express the emotion in my body Like the rush of water crashing into the rocks  My aspiration to talk is shadowed by humility Clinching my fists and shuttering in fear
confident yet insecure
My mind has an emotion that feeds of my heart For what I feel it expresses in words It is not scripted to what it must be But simply just wright's from what my heart tells thee It dances to life with creativity
Dear Ladies,
I come from a family that didn't have much Seems like each day the road would get tough The rain would never let up but through it all I kept my head up Because i new one day there would be a blue sky
We live in a world where society rules most of us  We create groups to isolate our selfs from larger crowds We figure that if we stay away from the people who try and change us then we cant be changed
Writin' this for Power Poetry, Hopin' that they notice me, And I hope to see this scholarship, Cause man these loans, They make me sick, Emptied pockets,
Dirt on the flowers Smudges on the mirror Scars on a face Not all as they appear   Some turn and run Others point and jeer For what's on the outside Is all there is to cheer  
Looks are deceiving 
It's 12:10am as i write this my darling insomnia fueling my abyss feeling cool and calm as music fills the air though as calm as i feel i can't ignore my thoughts the thoughts that i can't bear
They call me 2 chairs Alls i get is deep stares Feelin like im commonly confused
Full of knowledge I received Rooted deep in earth I didn’t have to travel I am the inner cup Half full kind of tree I listen to remember Listen to the wind Who carries stories
Black and White, for some that is all there is the stark constrast of good and bad, right and wrong, rich and poor, thick and thin.  What ever happened to gray? to shade, to shadow,
I love the clarity of winter
Don't call yourself fat You have fingernails But you are not fingernails You have arms and legs  But you are not arms and legs You have fat But you are not fat  
She's blonde and happy and amazing all the time but her seeking comfort once turned into a crime.  You see, when she walked into the school and couldn't hide her tears, she didn't do it for attention.
Society has a mindset, a mindset that you have to look like a photoshopped picture on a bilboard or magazine.
Lend me your ear my friend And hear of a wonderous place Where people are happy And no one is hurt   There is no pain in this world Only happiness and love All love is equal and free
So I heard you’re claustrophobic That you turned yourself into Peter Pan’s worst nightmare sentient shadow no one can find That must be pinned and confined
Don’t bend yourself To fit the mold. Break it; make it yours.   Be the person You want to be. Ignore their hateful scorn.   Step back and take A look at yourself.
In the garden, in the shade, I am a rose among weeds Blossoming shyly and slowly Quietly and alone Aren’t you, young seedling, More beautiful than I?   In the skies, in the dusk and dawn,
Look into my eyes. I want you to see, sweet angel, That it's okay, Not to be okay.   I know you are sad, broken. I am too.   I want you to smile, Because you are perfect.
Although I'm not white there's a chance that I just might be your type  If you give me a chance  I'll broaden your view on romance I don't want to be your date Just don't want you to discriminate
I am just a mutation of the monstrosity we coined society. I see the knife as it flays at my waist; my skin rejoicing at the idea that soon, SOON I can fit into those jeans he told me I would look good in. I worry for my sister, for all the girls
She has beauty on the outside but not on the inside, She believes herself ugly, though she knows that it's not right. The scale tells her 103 but she needs 99, The longer she goes on she loses beauty on the outside.
  Good Morning, my Beautiful. Good Morning my Sweet. My love of my life, How I long to meet.   To hear your Beautiful Voice To see your Beautiful Face To kiss your Beautiful Lips
Size, shape, and color don't matter. Be grateful and smile. Love them the way they are, please don't judge. Look into their personality That's reality
Love is blind so they say, the comments and looks seem to make me disagree what price does your skin tone pay? Judged because your Asian, White or Brown, I thought we were all brother and sister.
The world turns its back But the stars still shine When did we start hating All of man kind Wrong kind of skin Wrong kind of mind Wrong kind of love But a love that is mine
Alright so Sticks and stones wont break my bones but this razor surely scars me. Let it, let it roll of your back let it, let it stay for a sneak attack
Born in an egg already cracked Some say it’s a flaw Others sigh and say never This crack is indented in my soul How am I supposed to know Which is right, and which is wrong
Burning I shouldn’t be burning. I’m water, wild and free. Fire can’t even touch me Without sizzling and dying. So why am I burning? DAMNIT! Baby, stay with me! Nonono! NO! Stay awake!
The echo in my ear of all the hurt and pain, from the time I was younger and more I had to gain. All that I kept inside and I can't seem to get out, it's like a stomach full of words I want to shout.
I saw a stranger on the street one day, He came over and asked if I wanted to play. I said yes, and we went to the park. We played all day until it was dark. And when we were done,
I need to look like this I need to look like that Is whats being sold It's what you are told. But what you don't understand I will deal with, at your hands Nothing will be defended.
Your grimaces, painful half glimpses, Bring sorrow to every fragile piece of me. If I should shatter, I’d cut your skin. Make you remember you’re only human. You used to smile at me years ago,
My cheeks are rosie when I giggle My eyes smile when I'm happy When you see me my eyes turn away My ears hear laughter in the distance My heart aches at the sight you see
They say I'm ugly. They say I'm stupid. then what am I?. Do I not belong here in this world? I cry because the stuff you all say,I hold back tears because I here it everyday.
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I dont want to blend in with your high society I would have too quit without my variety Your world is insane Its nothing but a mind game What you want to see What you want them to be
Every girl was born with a face of porcelain and heat of pedals. Anyone can see that is beautiful, without a male to announce it.
She spends five hours getting ready Knowing all her hard work is for naught For by the time she gets to her locker she will be tripped Into a reality that feels a nightmare The names she can handle
(poems go here) Many people fear change. They fear the vulnerability. They fear the need to adapt. They fear the lesson that they may learn. It is frightening to be new, to be out of your element,
Dazed and aloof, I twirled a strand attempting to appear like I had an ounce of care Until I realized how much I despised having to pry my hand from this nappy, untamed hair Is it wrong that I just hate so many of my parts
I defy to listen to the words to listen to the herd to let my peers Be heard to these ears I alone control. I let myself join those who do not partake in the teasing, The hurt, the disrespect
Why do we have all of this? No one knows why. Why do we listen? No one knows why. Why should they tell us? No one knows why. Why do we do this? No one knows why. Why don't we stand up?
I am only one. I walk through the halls Looking for support From someone, From anyone. No one looks, No one listens, No one cares. The taunting and name calling continue
No matter what anyone says, you are beautiful. You can do whatever you set your mind to. You are strong. Don't let anyone tell you that you aren't good enough. You are going to be successful, despite the hard times.
You
You ask me as if you care what I say, But in the end, I know you'll want it your way. My thoughts and feelings mean nothing to you, As society sees it, nothing important is true.
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