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boys looking in the mirror
feeling weak without the muscles
but life would be so much clearer
if we'd see the greater puzzles
girls are painting nails
because the claws need to be cute
still we lie and need betrayals
to be eve and eat the fruit
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what I mean is
all you can see
is the weakness in their scars
weakness is what a woman can be
is if men lose their wars
and
for one second
I ignore the roles of society
and tell you
that I don't want to care about what others see in me
I don't want to be ashamed of my skin
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my blank arms weren't meant to stay unwritten
still I feel the need to add new verses of pain
I want to open up my body
so the darkness would leave my soul
but
pain is a circle
and
it's not about boys and girls
men and women
it's not about the daddy who hit
the mum who left
the brother who got lost on drugs
or
the best friend who raped you
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this night I was looking into the mirror
just like a boy
feeling weak
life doesn't want to be clear
but that's not what people like me want to hear
I am the girl
trying to cover my ugly parts
without knowing
that there isn't a place on my body that's unlikable in any way
and
that's why
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men and women create something greater
that's why
human beings always look for more
for something to describe their loss of words
that's why art is the cure for insanity
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and that's why
she took her guitar 'n
played a little symphony
she played and sang until
tears met the sky like
comets leaving her face
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and what I am trying to say is
that I am disappointed of people always seeing without looking
you watch me and look for categories
it's as if the media hypnotized your brain
and since then you all stopped thinking
you're reading this with whatsapp and insta going on in the background
you're reading this while leaving messages unanswered,
still making plans and cancel it
that's how it goes
the man does what he's supposed
to do
but time changes
so do you
and that's why
I stop adding pain
to an already wounded soul
and that's why
you should rethink your categories
what do you want
and what are you supposed to do?
believe me,
there are greater puzzles
YOU ARE READING
it's her.
Poetryit's about a women as liquid as the sea, brighter than the first light, your very own sun it's about a girl braver than a pack of wolves, stronger than the ones she feared and still warmer than your heart could feel it's a universe, a passion it's...
