Deattached Emotions

You left without a word.

Leaving the choice open to dump out, truth. 

Nothing but numbness.

You say "Sorry".

But all I can see is regret.

In turning a page to start over.

Your meaningless.

And thoughts of you are over.

Natural

Realness.

It truly does exist, simply on the fact it does.

I wonder, why go synthetic.

When you can be yourself.

Yourself is the essence of who you are.

And how you carry yourself.

Naturally, I feel as I do and do it.

When synthetic,  false reality that others like to face.

I'd rather be hurt an take my chances.

Instead, of bleeding externally with no one seeing it. 

I bleed with the joys of life.

I get hurt and stand up.

No falling back.

It is the real, of who you truly want to be.

Ugly girl

I am the ugly girl.

The ugly girl can be cute and unique.

But, she cannot compare to her friend's beauty.

Her friend, is gorgeous,

many talents,

flexibly, curvy, and strong. 

many other talents,

sexy, hot, and a complete vixen.

Yet, I wonder why?

No one can see me.

My talents are ....

My talents are, oh yeah,

video games, sports, and intelligence.

Who is me?

Let's see, the female who is hiding behind the pretty one.

Beauty in your own way.

Whether you are dominate.

Whether you are submissive.

You are still beautiful in your own way.

You are approachable.

You may not think it because society tells you otherwise.

But, you are worth the wait.

You are worth someones time.

People may not realize it by now.

Being young and free.

It will last only for a few moments.

To realize, that we do only live once.

That doesn't mean waste it away.

We should want to mature.

We should want to be free.

We should want to be around others that accept you.

Joy

You emerge from darkness into the light,
with beaming eyes that glazing,
glazing so deeply into a point,
where a smile is on your used to be frown,
It gives you freedom to think,
and feel happiness,
not for a second but for a lifetime,
Your heart skips a beat,
you want to dance.
as if you got ants in your pants,
wiggling your tale,
like a cute puppy,
or a baby shaking the rattle,
You feel this everyday,
with each waking day.

Heart Felt: Strong

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Strength

We go through everything your lifetime.

Yet, we can either choose to dwell.

Or we can choose to move on.

With maturity,

there will be open wounds that needs to be healed.

We need to grow up and live.

We need a sense of responsibility.

You have to, in order to understand the meaning behind your purpose.

It will mold you.

It will help you change.

It is apart of you, now don't deny what is there.

But, embrace it and move on.

Heart Felt: MHmm

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Heart Felt: I Run

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Heart Felt: I Can't

Heart Felt: I Can't: I can't write anymore, my love for it has withered away. Being less inspired, with inspirations, that truly cannot be explained. We gro...

Heart Felt: If You Loved Me

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Heart Felt: You Remind Me

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Heart Felt: That girl

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That girl

We fall, we rise, we rejoice

We have an unsung destinations,

You never know what happens,

You will never be that pretty girl,

most guys dream about,
based on how you look,
size, smell, height, personality,
it is the same look over again,
you will only be the shadowed,

used, forgotten one.
The one most don't remember,
or the girl who disappears,
When people meet you,

they want to spit you up and chew you out.

You are a nobody,
Which becomes a no one.

In all true reality to others.

You don't exist.

You will never be that girl.

But why would you want to be.