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Some days I feel beautiful.
I walk with my head held high and a smile on my face.
Nothing can stop me then.
Some days I feel ugly.
I try to hide in the crowd and disappear into silence.
Everything brings me down.
Some days I feel powerful.
I have a twinkle in my eye and laughter on my lips.
I am standing on a mountain.
Some days I feel weak.
My mind beats itself up and my heart lets itself down.
The earth has fallen from below me.
Some days I feel rich.
I step lightly on clouds and dive into a pool of happiness.
I raise my hands in victory.
Some days I feel poor.
Glass cuts into my feet and the sun doesn't shine bright.
Everything around me is dead.
Some days I feel flirty.
I bat my eyes and give a little smile that kills.
I am a lioness on the prowl.
Some days I feel unloved.
Tears reign down on me and my mind is a swirling ocean.
I am drowning in sorrow.
Everyday I am me, more or less.
- by -Harmony Lane- |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/05/2009 |
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- Title: The Story Of My Life
- Artist: -Harmony Lane-
- Description: Just a little poem I came up with on my way to Arizona. I was very moody that day, so that was the inspiration.
- Date: 08/05/2009
- Tags: story life
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