Writing

Letting girls know that their beautiful no matter what. Imperfection is beautiful.

A poem about realizing that by changing your image only to please those around you, you're loosing part of yourself.

Why do I wear makeup every day? Why do I worry so much about what people think of me? Because I'm not me without it.

Imperfection

This is the story for my creative writing class assessment so please leave reviews and comments!

A spoken word/slam poem

The pain that cuts deep, A searing blade, Ripping your soul in two, Renting it twain. A hot tear rolls, Charcoal black, mascara rid..

Marble sculpture bathed in liquid bronze; The art of every generation All with the same, chronic fixation To be polished, to be new. ..

For myself

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