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Imperfections Are BeautyOk so you heard it on the news
You see it every day
Society expects us all to be perfect
In every single way
They say you have to be skinny
Or have the perfect skin
You have to meet their standards
In order to fit in

Well i say fuck society
They dont know what its like
To live your life in fear
Wondering if you will be liked
So what if you are different
God made you that way
The world would be so boring
If we were all the same
So go ahead and shut it out
Let it be known
That you are beautiful
And that you can succeed
All you need is yourself
And those who stick around

Imperfections are beauty
That's what makes you YOU

HaircutsINT. HAIR SALON - DAY

A FOUR-YEAR-OLD GIRL sits in a HAIRDRESSER'S CHAIR. She is wearing a BAGGY SWEATSHIRT and JEANS. She is male-bodied. A HAIRDRESSER cuts her LONG HAIR very SHORT. The sound of the SCISSORS is amplified. Girl looks upset.

INT. HAIR SALON - DAY

A TEN-YEAR-OLD GIRL sits in a HAIRDRESSER'S CHAIR. She is wearing a BLUE T-SHIRT and SHORTS. A HAIRDRESSER cuts her LONG HAIR very SHORT. The sound of the SCISSORS is amplified. Girl looks sad.

INT. HAIR SALON - DAY

A FOURTEEN-YEAR-OLD GIRL sits in a HAIRDRESSER'S CHAIR. She is wearing a LIGHT-BROWN SWEATER and JEANS. A HAIRDRESSER cuts her LONG HAIR very SHORT. The sound of the

About A Girl.She's sitting so close to me.
I can almost feel the warmth
from her skin.
Oh, how badly I want to touch her.
To grab her hand,
and steal her away from this world.
She doesn't deserve
to go through all of this pain.
I've seen her scars,
and I know she's seen mine.
There's a butterfly on her wrist.
She's giving me subtle hints.
I steal a glimpse,
and our eyes lock.
My heart is racing.
Can she hear it?
Thoughts soar through my mind.
If only she knew,
she would be mine.

Judged UnworthyJudged me unworthy

When I was young
I was not the favorite son
I was always the guilty one
I was always to blame

You judged me unworthy

When I was a teen
I tried to remain unseen
I shut my self off from the world
I felt I shouldn't be known

You judged me unworthy

Now that I am grown
I am out on my own
I told you about me
Told you i was gay
You acted disgusted and looked away

You judged me unworthy

Ma'Chick'alThere once was a boy who wished upon a star
The fortunes smiled and sent him an angel

She joined with him as he slept
When he awoke he wept

Tears of joy streaming down his face
His inner beauty glowing with heavenly grace

The deformity of masculinity erased

15 rainbowrainbow bracelets
decorate her arm
hiding the scars
from years of self harm

clad in rainbow
from head to toe
he's not afraid
to let them know

we smile and march
with our rainbow pride
fighting for those
who still have to hide

BetterThis goes out to the broken souls
The young blood that runs cold
The scared and the frozen
The freaks and the chosen

This goes out to anyone
Who has slept with a stolen gun
Those who felt that the day would flash by
Leaving only darkness in the sky

To the kids who will not sleep
For the next morning they would keep
This goes out to any victim
Who has been forced to play the villain

To those who don't have the chance to say
"I'll make it through this day"
And the ones on the screens
Cleaning blood from the scene

I offer you simple advice
I hope that it will suffice
That if you want the world to get better
Don't you dare wr

What is Perfect Love?No more.
I just can't take it any more of having to walk around and trying to pretend Im someone Im not.
For years, I'd hid my true self.
Ever since I found out who I was, I had locked myself in the closet.
I can still recall the smells of fabric and the feel of wool on my face. Yes, I was a bit too big to fit inside comfortably, but my own fear of what they would do if they ever found out had made me regardless.
It isn't shame that kept me in the closet. Its the fear of prejudice.
I am the trapped bird that has finally been let out.
The time to spread my wings and show the world my pride of who I really am has finally arrived and

TEN1. and we have only begun
2. is for how much this will hurt you
3. is for how it hurts me
4. is for opening the door
5. is for finally being alive
6. is for more pain in the mix
7. is for my banishment from heaven
8. is for the tears shed for this broken saint
9. is for the end of the line
10. is the beginning of the end

Faking it.Hey, you see that girl over there, sitting with her friends?
Yeah, she’s constantly looking over her back,
Dark circles under her eyes,
Scruffy ponytail,
Dull eyes,
Faking a laugh.
Faking a smile.
Yeah, her.
She’s handing out all her lunch to her friends,
Looking sickened by the sight of food,
Absent minded,
Faking a laugh.
Faking a smile.
Yeah, her.
She’s walking home now,
Her friend chatting away,
She’s not listening though,
Just nodding at whatever she says,
Just wishing to go home, just go to her room and wish these feelings away,
Depression, Paranoia, Anxiety,
She’s alone....just alone.
But through it all,

Equality for allYou may think you know the difference between right and wrong,
But let me share some of my views with you in a song.
It doesn't matter if you're L, G, B, T, Q or straight,
What about equality, to love not hate?

So tell me your views, why you think it's so bad.
You can still be loved if you have two moms or two dads.
Don't preach us with the Bible, your words were heard.
But if you say God hates us, that's nonsense, absurd!

Genesis 2:24 & Ruth 1:14
Ruth loved Naomi as Adam did Eve.
Don't judge, but love as people are seen,
We're queer, we're here and ain't gonna leave.

Just deal with us liking the same sex,
If you're straight, it'

LOVE IS LOVESome people are Straight
while others are Gay
Some believe that Gays are a Sin
while others call it Love

Others are Bisexual
Who love both of the sexes
Many people call it a Sin
while others believe it isn't fake

There is nothing wrong with it
We are here to love one another
So why do people call us a Sin?
When to be Honest Love is a Beautiful thing

Many will think its wrong
while others think it's perfectly fine
Not all girls love Men
and not all Men love Girls

So why can't we all be equal?
Why must there be a Fight?
Maybe I will go to Hell
Cause maybe it is a Sin

If loving someone is a issue
if loving the same sex is wr

Monologue:mommy look at meFrom: Mommy Look At Me
Andrew is a young drag princess that recently came out to his mother about the hobby

I love women. I love everything about women. The elegance, the hair,the curves, the attitude. It only makes since that I wanna be one from time to time. I mean think about it. The artistry involved in the figure of a female body. Some guys just wanna touch it, hold it, and squeeze it. But me, honey i want to own it.

I got the grace, the poise, the fierceness. Confidance? Hell I got that too. I have so much bass in my walk. You hear thunder when I go by. I mean it just comes naturally. (beat) When I put on that wing, those pumps, that

Can't you see it?

Can't you see it?
The way my hands shake?
They never stop.
Why don't you believe me?

They are shaking.
I can't hold anything still.
Please someone help me.
I swear I'm shaking.

My legs have now joined in.
Can't you see it?
Believe me
Help me

Stop these shaking limbs
Don't say you can't see them
Don't say I'm lying
I can feel it

They are shaking
Please someone save me
I can't hold still
I might just lose it

Maybe this razor will still them
Maybe a hit from a blunt will help
Maybe You should of listened to me
Listened and believed
Because now all that is left
Is the gun powder on my hands
And a stained floor

self hatredI don't know how you could see this body as perfect
When all I see is mistakes

I'm not sure how you looked into my eyes and said you saw angels
when all I can see is deep darkness hiding demons in the shadows

You claimed I'm was too skinny and needed to eat
I say I'm not skinny enough and refuse to touch anything

You said I should open
I say I'm under lock and key

You said you where leaving
I want you to stay

You said I was beautiful
I only see ugliness

You said you'd return
I knew you wouldn't

Your last words to me where full of hate
and finally we agreed on something

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Purpose

by ~nocoisreal, Jul 19, 2012, 8:44:51 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

When the day holds no meaning, and life has no purpose.
When the waves are to high and you can't seem to surface.
When you're lonely and empty inside.
When you feel that you should hide.
Push a little harder and walk another step.
You have purpose, you just haven't noticed yet.

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~Bell-Anima Jan 17, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

I love this poem! it reminds me of something Winston Churchill once said 'If you going through hell....keep going."

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~nocoisreal Jan 17, 2013 General Artist

Thanks ^^

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~webturkey Jul 20, 2012 Hobbyist

Sorry for being a grammar Nazi, but it should say the waves are too high, not to high. Don't shoot me!! D'':

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~nocoisreal Jul 20, 2012 General Artist

no i don't mind

ill fix it eventually

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~webturkey Jul 21, 2012 Hobbyist

Ok cool

& I really liked the poem, by the way (:

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~nocoisreal Jul 22, 2012 General Artist

thank you

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~webturkey Jul 24, 2012 Hobbyist

^^

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~marvelousfighter Jul 20, 2012 Artist

I got goosebumps at the end... thank you for sharing it!

How is it going with your sleep problems, if I may ask?

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~nocoisreal Jul 20, 2012 General Artist

Thank you

Well I talked to my mom and shes been helping me and it's gotten a bit better

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