look at me.
you sit so tall and mighty,
criticizing what i wear,
the size of my waist,
and the loudness of my voice.
i smile, so i must be happy.
nothing you say can touch me, right?
but what you don't know is i'm empty.
my eyes crinkle when i laugh,
i was told this means the joy must be real
so, is it truth or is it a well designed mask.
one day you will look,
i will be gone.
the loud voice nothing but air,
the waist nothing to stare,
the clothes nothing to share,
...
Oh, God!
why do you care?
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You are beautiful, and everyone else in the world is too. Do your best to leave a positive mark on the world everyday. It is not your job to judge. You don't know what the person is thinking, even if they appear to be the happiest person you know.
In fact, try to change up the pace. The person that makes you happy, try to make them laugh, share your cookie with them, invite them to a movie. You never know what one simple act can do for them.
You are loved. You are beautiful you!
CZYTASZ
Thoughts from the Abyss
PoezjaA thought flashes by, what is it saying? These are my random thoughts from the abyss. "God gives us the life he believes we can handle. He knows your strength, believe in that." Warning: I'm not a poet and I know it. You've been warned.
