Through the Looking Glass
The answer rang clear
You’re more than you think
More than just a figment of My imagination
Self Discovery
Beauty Confession…My Wake-up Call
I have never considered myself to be beautiful. Not even pretty just a little. I’ve always thought I’m “okay”. What I realised though was that there are parts of my anatomy that I find beautiful and that it’s best to play those parts up.
And So It Goes…
And so it goes… I watch you standing there All ebb…no flow A mere mortal in thought With mortality wrought with strife The inability to delve deeper jarring One so translucent…so tragic
The Weighting Game
“I became an adult. Adulting is necessary but sometimes we lose sight of ourselves.”
Ships
“Lost in the ocean of sand
Drifting with gusto upon the breeze
Stuck in the elements of nature”