who you are
you are you
and no one else can determine what you are
not weight
nor size of shirt
not color of skin
nor gender
not your sexuality
nothingcan change this
you are the way you laugh even if you've heard the joke before
you are the comforting smell that trails behind you
you are the love and hope you hand out
you are the rosy perfume you leave on my pillows
you are the way you snort at seemingly unfunny things
you are the way you awkwardly move your hips when your favorite song comes on
you are the way your eyes light up when you see a sweet creature
you are the gasp of light in which you bask in when you wake up
you are the way your t shirt rides up when you stretch
you are the way you hair lies messily on your head
you are the way you yawn widely not caring what others think
you are the way you grab my hand and drag me around to your favorite shops
you are the way your dimples are prominently displayed on your cheeks
you are the way you jump up and down excited, giddy
you are the way you gasp when scared and clutch me close
and no one should tell you otherwise
and if they do they are purely jealous
because you are you
and they are notthey're caught up in brand names and rumours in which they believe define them
and are jealous that you love yourself
because you believe in you
and refuse to believe otherwise
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never let anyone tell you who to be defy all odds and love as if that's all you can doshout out to all the my precious readers
until next time
bye my lovely's
YOU ARE READING
Meraki
PoetryWARNING: slightly/extremely cringy poems I wrote in 7th and 8th grade so be prepared let the notes carry you away to a far away land where your thoughts can stray keep your head above the water, even when you feel like drowning depressing, happy, a...