The girl next door never looked so beautiful. She wears her hair down with a carefree mindset with a golden tan glowing under the sun walking around her in own bare necessities. The girl next door never talked so eloquently. She speaks her mind ruthlessly even if it's outspoken, not giving a fuck who hears it as she speaks out loud because she speaks with significance. The girl next door never walked so gracefully. She walks by individuals looking them eye to eye, not being rude but being deep & keeping an open mind. The girl next door never looked so beautiful. Her eyes hold dimensions animated by her many dreams & ambitions. These same eyes captivate & surprise, these same eyes mourned joy & sadness, & these same eyes saw beautiful creations molded by her own words, feelings, & even emotions. The girl next door never talked so eloquently. She is always heard but mistaken, misread, & judged. Truthfully she speaks with some flaws but without weakness. The girl next door never walked so gracefully. She walks by minding her own business, hands in the pockets of her jeans as the eyes criss-cross her peripheral vision. She walks so gracefully to catch attention so modestly. The girl next door never was so perfect but so un-perfect it was beautiful, eloquent, & graceful. The girl next door never was so real, but so surreal, unbelievable to the eyes that behold her. This girl next door just so happens to be me, completely an individual of my own physical & mental abilities & gifts. This girl next door just so happens to be me, also incomplete in my growth & intelligence for I am still growing so bear with me. This girl next door is I, this girl is me.
I have found myself writing about my flaws once again. This is a beautiful recollection of how no one is perfect. Now, that is all I try to come across alongside the substantial evidence that I am unique. Any individual can be 'that girl/guy next door' with this same attitude or appearance, but expressed differently. It is a beautiful thing, our natural abilities to be one of a kind & put purpose into living so differently in our human race. This piece ends quite similarly to my other work in my 'about me'. It signifies my realization in appreciating myself for who I am. You may interpret this in any way you please but I am telling you how it is. Feel me? & Yes, I shall have a video of me reading this sooner or later so you can hear how it flows from my perspective. Enjoy.
WORD.
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