SoulA Poem by nothingprsonalrant rant ranttt er
I want to be seen for my creativity.
My beautiful mind. what I bring to the table. My thoughts. My ideas. My imagination. My soul. That’s what I want to attract people with. I am not my hair. I am not my face. Nor my body. I am an individual with thought processes. Beliefs. Morals and values. Not some eye candy. Don’t tell me I’m pretty. Tell me my mind is a crazy thing. Or that you've never met anyone so insightful. That means so much more, substance. My appearance can be taken from me in an instant. And then all that will be left is my mind, heart and soul. That’s what really defines you, that’s all that really counts. © 2014 nothingprsonal |
AuthornothingprsonalDown Yonder, CAAboutim 19. my name is buZ. i am a girl. vegetarian. i love dinosaurz. i love the powerpuff girls. tumblr addict. introvert. i like death and stuff. and sex. lots of sex. my mind is LOUD. more..Writing
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