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there is no greater person
to be
than to be
YOU
each person has the right to choose
who they are going to be
if
YOU do not like
the YOU that you are
then it is up to YOU
to change this you
that you are
to the YOU
YOU want to be
begin to build
this new YOU
YOU have to make
the choice to do so
without the choice
being made
nothing changes
you stay the you
that you are
each day is a brand new day
the slate is clean
yesterday is gone
you have to choose
to let it go
only YOU
can see the YOU
that YOU are choosing to be
are you happy with this new YOU
are you choosing to be the YOU
YOU want to be
if
so
let a smile come to your face
now the world
can see this new YOU
that YOU are choosing to be
sit back relax
enjoy being this new YOU
choose to be patience
with this new YOU
let your hopes and dreams
return to this new YOU
for they have been
siting and waiting
for YOU to rediscover them again
let each new discovery
bring a smile to your face
for you are choosing
to be
YOU
take care
to be
than to be
YOU
each person has the right to choose
who they are going to be
if
YOU do not like
the YOU that you are
then it is up to YOU
to change this you
that you are
to the YOU
YOU want to be
begin to build
this new YOU
YOU have to make
the choice to do so
without the choice
being made
nothing changes
you stay the you
that you are
each day is a brand new day
the slate is clean
yesterday is gone
you have to choose
to let it go
only YOU
can see the YOU
that YOU are choosing to be
are you happy with this new YOU
are you choosing to be the YOU
YOU want to be
if
so
let a smile come to your face
now the world
can see this new YOU
that YOU are choosing to be
sit back relax
enjoy being this new YOU
choose to be patience
with this new YOU
let your hopes and dreams
return to this new YOU
for they have been
siting and waiting
for YOU to rediscover them again
let each new discovery
bring a smile to your face
for you are choosing
to be
YOU
take care
Literature
Burning to Know
Don't watch my eyes. You might see my thoughts, you might understand. You might strip me bare to who I am.
Don't listen to me breathe. You might hear a whisper escape, painfully silent, but screaming to quake.
Free, that's what I wish to be. Why do you bind me, when you used to fly with me? Am I a trapped prize, something to admire when it's time, something that builds your pride, while you steal mine, while you watch me die?
I crave the things I cannot indulge: His heart, your mind, his arms, but your eyes, his thoughts, his care, but your lips on mine.
I still hunger, I still thirst. These thoughts fuel my search, and incinerate my worth
Literature
Always
Alone upon the hill,
you stand.
Winters hand,
grips your limbs,
cold wind ripping,
at your core.
Just a shadow of yourself,
stands before the world.
But fear not,
soon winters hold,
will be burnt sunder.
Once more the light,
will fill your core.
Once more you shall bloom,
once more the beauty,
in you shall shine.
and know this,
alone you shall never stand,
for no matter were,
no matter what.
Be it light,
be it dark.
You shall always,
have a freind,
in me
Literature
Understanding
I always said
that you had to show-
not tell me.
Because sometimes,
I don't understand.
Like when you met her,
You told me you fell in love.
I had to ask why
because sometimes
I don't understand.
But then you showed me:
i. How her smile makes knees tremble
ii. How her humour makes you laugh
iii. How her eyes pull you in
Then, I understood.
Now I'm one step closer
to being able to write
about somebody you love
with justice.
Making the words into a being.
Rather than a snippet of a Sunday morning
drabbling with no purpose, story or life
other than being something
which you sell on to make
money before the ink is even
dry.
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