"...your aspiration in life?" They ask.
Happiness comes to mind, heart and soul.
No matter what I do or who I come across
I aspire for Happiness.
From every fiber
To my skin, hair, nails, every tooth.
Every time I smile,
Every time I laugh
Genuinely raw emotion,
Raw happiness shall emit.
Why...
must we drag each other down?
must everything be a competition?
must we bad mouth those who want help?
can't people be purely good?
Happiness, such a figment of my imagination
Appearing only a wish that comes to mind at 11:11 every night.
No more I shall endure.
Grab reality by the testicles
And make it my own.
Yes, I will.
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A Woman's World
PoetrySitting under the drier Tender skin on fire. A mask on her face, Beauty redefined. Long hair, fat ass "Body set good" These are the compliments deemed respectable. Soul untouched, mind undiscovered. When will someone ever care? She doesn't appeal...
