Mommy. To me a giant hug. To others a check.
Body. To me a temple. To others a seduction.
Mind. What draws people to me.
Music. My infatuation. To others the vibrations to hear in my ride.
Clothes. My expression. To others a competition.
Mouth. My communication. To others so to kiss.
Help. What I offer. What others choose not to take.
What happens if I weren't there?
A late night phone call can tear over good.
Guts is self-respect.
For granted is what buys things.
Your friends are what should free to tell you anything
so that maybe
it'll give you food for thought.
A good person pushes the limits
to continue talking; not bow down.
Deep down is something special.
Once a person can realize they are worth
more than they ask,
and realize the people
around them realize this,
only then do wings spread to
take flight.
Breathe for a second.
When the air comes
inside,
when your mind clears,
what is it that you want?
Don't sell yourself short
because you are the most important
thing that matters first.
Everything else
comes after.
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