Hi people! I wrote this poetry for my final assignment, but I think I wanna share it with the world because I made it with all my heart. Enjoy!
I Love Me
By Tissa Risanto
In one moment I think of those all
Fire gone wild inside, but tears represent through the eye
I see me in front and the mirror doesn't lie
Anxiety throws me into trash they've made
Fire gone wild inside, but tears represent through the eye
I see me in front and the mirror doesn't lie
Anxiety throws me into trash they've made
I see me...
A creature of the most imperfect kind
My soul just want to fit in their standard
But they keep saying that i'm not similar
A creature of the most imperfect kind
My soul just want to fit in their standard
But they keep saying that i'm not similar
That dark age of my life
When make up and fashion aren't only fun stuff anymore...
They're things you can't live without
Just like you can't breathe without air
Just like you can't live without soul
When make up and fashion aren't only fun stuff anymore...
They're things you can't live without
Just like you can't breathe without air
Just like you can't live without soul
Hard to tell, when the golden morning light become an audience
For my dramatic morning drama
When even myself hates to see
My self-representation on a piece of reflected glass
For my dramatic morning drama
When even myself hates to see
My self-representation on a piece of reflected glass
The standard is cruel
Hard to follow and reach just turn you into a fool
Make your heartache wider as a bloody pool
Turn you as an impulsive person that willing to sell your soul
Hard to follow and reach just turn you into a fool
Make your heartache wider as a bloody pool
Turn you as an impulsive person that willing to sell your soul
Dozen efforts I've done to fulfil their thirsty
judgmental throat
Not once they telling me beautiful
They keep highlighting all the dark spots
Not once they telling me beautiful
They keep highlighting all the dark spots
No matter how hard I’m trying
to
They keep telling all the flaws
Ohh...Your hair looks so dry
Your eyebrows are weird
Your eye isn't clear
Ohh...Your hair looks so dry
Your eyebrows are weird
Your eye isn't clear
Your jaw isn’t perfect
Your cheeks are getting fat
Now I understand...
Till I open my eyes in one “wake
up call” moment
The spark of hope getting inside me
Realization is finally waking up from its hibernation
Acceptance of self-imperfection finally tickle my confidence
Just let them dig more to find your delusional flaws they've created
Realization is finally waking up from its hibernation
Acceptance of self-imperfection finally tickle my confidence
Just let them dig more to find your delusional flaws they've created
Their minds are the problem
My "full of flaws" appearance is beautiful
I do me and...
I love me...
My "full of flaws" appearance is beautiful
I do me and...
I love me...
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2 comments:
good!
good job!
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