Your laughter bubbles like a witch's cauldron Whatever sorceress that brewed it sure did her best work With you. You are magic.
You! With the curly hair that never seems to untangle itself from anxiety Your thoughts, your emotions, and ideas Are so fantastic They have to come out through your scalp abstractly. You are powerful.
When you speak, your kindness seeps Through their shells and everything you don't own. That seems like a curse, I know. For you, people's flaws scab over with mirrors and reflect into you. Remember, mirrors flip the images of truth. You are healing.
For the girl with freedom in her eyes, And a long, unknown road in her heart, You'll escape. With your will, and your hope, Anyone could. There are people with faith in you, always. Time to take a journey to discover them. You are possibility.
And last, you. You who wonders if words will be enough Because they are your actions. You whose pieces separate with each action, Yearn for truth in the moments of static. You wrote this for others, seeking yourself. You wrote this for others to love themselves. Seek no more, and love no less.
You! With curly hair that never seems to untangle itself from anxiety - love your writing! they have to come out your scalp abstractly.. Girl, I just love the way you write and believe me; you are so talented. I loved every single fabulous word. Wow!
I'm much older than you - so, but anyway; did you see Missey Elliott at the SUPERBOWL? I love her; .. read moreI'm much older than you - so, but anyway; did you see Missey Elliott at the SUPERBOWL? I love her; she was a wonderful surprise, like your poems, but I always enjoy them. Y/W.
10 Years Ago
I did see her, she was awesome! Better than Katy Perry in my opinion.
Hey, I'm Emily. I go to Los Angeles Valley College, and I write poetry and some short stories. In my free time, I draw, play video games, and play with my dogs Zeke and Roscoe. Zeke is a Great Dane/Bo.. more..