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I am human, made of star Feet in the grass and eyes up above I'm not perfect, not by far Twisting coils of emotions inside Sometimes I feel lost, alone Not knowing where I'm going next Looking outside for love and home. Inside there is a flickering flame That burns bright but can also fade It is my job to protect it Cup my hands, a wall is made I have others who help me, too They love me for every part Light and dark and in between. I live my life from my heart Shining out to the world around When I let the flame get weak I lose myself in distractions Things I enjoy can seem bleak But really, I am just blocked from You, Wh

everyone sees me looks at something inside me when i try to catch a glimpse in the mirror i'm baffled by what they are staring at. is it the crooked teeth? the small eyes? a big ol zit? they look at me with caution. they look at me with pride. they look at me with something loving in their eye. they look at me like i'm special, like i can do whatever i please. they look at me like i'm the tallest woman, though i'm on my knees. so i'll take what i can get, and pretend that nothing's wrong... I'll let their eyes say things that their mouths don't know how to form. I'll put something new in my life and try not to fuck things up too badly t

The green lush comforts me It helps me breathe more easily The earth speaks through a tree Or bush or flower or anything At all, the beauty life can bring To make you laugh or cry or sing. The sky is bluer than my vein The lazy beat sounds like the rain Without the natural music I'd go insane. The twitter of the birds above Remind me of how to be in love- It's been a while, but fits like a glove The song they sing is a familiar tune It hums in the breeze and in la lune If you don't recognize it, you will soon Just step outside these stuffy walls, Flourescent lit, claustrophobic halls Appreciate the large and smalls That othe

I know what you're going to say It's always been this way Each and every day I wake up, and I pray That you'll be by my side We will both swallow our pride I'm sorry if I've lied But there's nothing I can hide From you 'cause you're here In my mind, my dear You take my hope and my fear When you're far or when you're near I'm afraid of how easily you read me 'Cause I'm not used to being one of three I'm used to bein alone- it was you, and she Who opened my shy heart right from the start I knew that we would never be apart

I keep trying To stop crying And I'm lying I say "I'm okay" I guess I am Closed like a clam But I'll be damned If I'm hurt again What will it take For me to break Or maybe shake This monotony Someday I'll find Some peace of mind Of which I've pined And I'll breathe in deep

I can feel his eyes on me I shyly look away I wonder who he could be This flirty play Comes so easy and so freely It's my lucky day I know this unspoken plea A toll he has to pay A smile rocks me like the sea There are no words to say Or one of us will fee Flighty and or fey So no words are said, I smile prettily His burning eyes don't stray I'll never see him again It makes it even better This stranger is just one of the men I smile at, who thinks "can I get her?" They think they can and then I calmly go back to writing this letter I smile and slowly bite the end of my pen.

It’s hard to collect myself Into a concentrated light. I scatter and shine, Bring shadows into relief. I peak under doors and through keyholes Past the locks of my mind. But I am spread thin, I don’t know where to begin. My mind is bubbling full A pot filled to the brim With a liquid undefined. Thoughts slip past the lid (Kept on to bring it all to a boil) Streaking down the side, Landing on red heat with a hiss, then gone. This is when I find inspiration, When my imagination Bursts forth with creation Like an early spring apple tree. Not just one bud at a time, But the entire grove. Why is there only one way to

Essence of winter Melt on my face but stay cold On my eyelashes.

This is our own world Far from the sounds we hear Undisturbed, we smile

You rise above all You are grounded by old roots, Yet sway with the wind