didn't care how I looked
What I eat
What people say
Now I start to look at things
Not as objects
Humans, I'm not mean
Never have been
I do have a personnality
I have a mind
I wonder too
Why are you so mean to me
I know I'm not your dream lady
You're stronger than anything else; louder.
You call out to me as I've called out to you countless times.
I can feel you; it's never enough.
I think of you as so many things; I don't know your truth
I don't ask because I like you anyhow...
...and think back to that day.
You looked so nervous and cute. Your blue eyes wide and bright, your mouth in a nervous smile. You were wearing that awful grey t-shirt that I grew to love and your jeans that had the extra space. You rang the bell, I don't think I even spoke...
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" - Plato
I've seen true beauty, the kind that isn't only skin deep. I'm fortunate that you let me in close enough to learn that your soul, your heart, your mind, all of you is equally as appealing as is the rest of you...
There are days that can go by and I can just look at people, places, and things around me. I can find beauty in almost everything I see.
I love children laughing and playing infront of my window,
the little birds that dust their feathers in the dirt then shower off in the...
and boys that hate their bodies but are trying really really hard to find the beauty and comfort in them because that **** is hard and takes a lot of time and is emotionally exhausting. i’m proud of y’all.