eleutheromania,

Can I be the poem and not the poet? The admired and not the admirer? The captured and not the capturer? The written and not the writer? The loved and not the lover? Can I? for once in life be the wish and not the wisher, be the yearn and not the yearner. I've lived as the poet, the admirer, the lover, the writer, the wisher, the yearner. But for once... Can I be the moon, and not the moonstruck?.

I write better than i speak, and i think better than i write.

How can you call someone’s outfit ugly,if they think it’s cool? How can you make fun of someone’s music taste,if it’s enjoyed by millions? How can you judge someone’s hobbies,their passions,the things that make them happy,just because they are not what you would choose? Your preferences aren’t universal truths,they are just opinions,shaped by your own experiences and biases,what you find cringe,someone else finds joy in it,what you think is weird,someone else thinks is fascinating,and tearing people down for liking different things doesn’t make you superior,it just makes you someone who mistakes their taste for a personality,let people enjoy things even if you don’t get it,because life is too short to waste energy judging harmless happiness. -written by Victorian poetry

Pretty is never pretty enough.

Bought a bunch of makeup, tryna cover up my face I started to skip lunch, stopped eating cake on birthdays Bought a new prescription to try and stay calm 'Cause there's always something missing There's always something in the mirror that I think looks wrong When pretty isn't pretty enough, I could change up my body and change up my face I could try every lipstick in every shade But I'd always feel the same 'Cause pretty isn't pretty enough.

Oh to be loved by someone.

All your friends are so cool, you go out every night In your daddy's nice car, yeah, you're livin' the life Got a pretty face, pretty boyfriend, too I wanna be you so bad and I don't even know you All I see is what I should be Happier, prettier, jealousy, jealousy All I see is what I should be I'm losin' it, all I get's jealousy, jealousy.

KISS is my whole heart.