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Pictures stay In our minds. If they're ugly We leave them behind. We judge by faces And then the inside. So here you can't see me, But I don't want to hide.
[Intro]. (spring breeze blowing spring leaves). Faint 8/8 cymbal beat. Sweeping Piano. 'we can start to to to to. dawn here'. (distant choral voices). Cello provides a dramatic, theatrical intro.
I wish I was a butterfly. As graceful as can be. I wish I was a killer whale. I'd own the deep blue sea. I wish I was a Tamarin. Swinging tree to tree. I wish I was a crocodile.
"Mirror, mirror, tell me quick Are my thighs too big, too thick. Foundation seems a slight bit off At my pimples, will they scoff. "Oh mirror dear, what DO you think. My blush, is it too dark.
You are not the size of your bra or the width of your waist. You are not your skin tone or your lip colour. You are not defined by the amount of attention you get from other people.
I stare at the mirror in front of me and all I can do is stare and admire. Admire the craft work of the golden frame that the mirror has fitted into like a golden glove, a perfect fit.
#sundayrepost As you sit there moulding your character. Sculpturing his intentions. Directing his reflection. Naming his corrections. Giving him false direction. Inside i die a bit more.
#sundayrepost Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Through you I want to fall, Help me get out of this place, So I don't have to look at my face.
This is true but more of a jokey piece. And one swear word in it ...
You can walk a mile in your shoes, But what if you had to choose. Maybe they are someone sleazy's, Then, would it still be easy.
Yes I have a full name, If you call me by it it's only you I'll blame. Kendall-Jane Elizabeth is such a mouthful, My response to this is doubtful.
#disabilityaware. Why won't they all stop looking at me. Why won't the whispers hush. Why won't they all just let me be. Do I ask of them too much. Can't they see I'm just like them.
*I wrote this without thought, it might not make total sense as its 3am, it's a quite long maybe very boring write about myself. It may Contain swear words, i can't remember.You were warned.
Free like me. That's what I want to be. Free in my mind. All the time. Not hidden away. Speak the truth. Never afraid. Just live. Be me. Be free. If hidden away. Is a way. To say. You hate that you.
#disabilityaware. B lind to my feelings unable to see past my disability. L ooks of pity or distaste are a daily probability. I gnorance you wear as you make your assumptions.
One look is all you see I remind you of those models on TV you don't bother to find out or test my mind out "Damn he's so fine" is all you seem to blurt out I ask for conversation but it always burns...
It's not just a place, Not a language or 'type', It sure isn't temporary, And worth all the hype. It's not just a phase, Mom, Not preppy or 'in', It's the sort of society That's there thick or thin.
I never thought I'd be that girl, The one whose life could be walked through with shoes. It seemed absurd that a life could be reduced To such sole meaning, Such frivolity.
Laugh it off Let it go Forget your heart Apply what you know What's wrong And what's right The morals we're taught In the course of our life Follow your mind All knowing and factual I...
"You are beautiful!" They said. "But can't you see my flaws?" I ask. "Can't you see these lines that form.
to look like she doesn't care. but she does. a cross on her neck. even though she doubts Him. the cross means more to me than her. more than her. than her.
"What use is freedom if you live in the gutter?" They all seem to mutter Laugh all you want at me But you will see, you will see I will not let you drown me I will be what I want to be If I'm a...
I want to be that girl. Strumming an old guitar. On the sidewalk by the park. Singing for cash in her tip jar. And I want to be that artist. Selling portraits for hundreds.
Hello again, and today is Monday, January 28, 2013. When you look in a mirror what do you see.