Self esteem

El Espejo

Yo no soy tu espejoy por lo mismo,te pido que dejes derepercutir hacia mitu rencor, tu miseria,tu angustia e inseguridadque viven muy dentro de tí Yo no soy tu espejopara que me intentes de humillar, manipular, despreciar y así,busques expulsar aquel odiotan profundo y dolorosoque te posee Yo no soy tu espejopara que te mientas,pretendiendo tener una gota de valor propio y saber realmente lo que es el amor Yo no soy tu espejopara hacerte…

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Amor Envy heartbreak Love Self esteem

The One I Hold

I want youOh so muchYes…I love youBut you–YOU love someone else…Breaks my heartEspecially when you seek that adviseMaking us nothing more than a friendshipIf only it were something else…Oh what pretense!Allowing me to be near youJust to give and give but never to receive…Imagining your wondrous and lustorous lips wrapped around mineAt least for a momentA passionate kissOh what bliss!Instead, I keep all my feelings withinI am a master at thatThose feelings so perfectly hidden…

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Adicción Better Than Nothing Love Melancolía Self esteem

The Bar

Look at all those faces sitting at the bar Drinking their shots of desperation Hoping to find the one To take them away from their situation Their swifty eyes sweep down the row The background music inspires a goal They glance and wink and gawk some more It’s all just a melancholic picture show They laugh and smile To mask their tears They rally in small talk To forget their fears Round after round they…

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Depression Growing up Melancolía Quotes Self Self esteem

Quotes

Be wary for sometimes the one you love the most will be nothing more than a clever rogue- Remember that sadness is a feeling. It too shall pass- Do not fret for we are all in it together- Working out can be hard, I know, but just think that when you’re done, you’ll be cheering, “heigh ho!”- Don’t think you’re so special, you’re not the only one- I wouldn’t wish anyone condemned to the gallows…

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Growing up Melancolía Self Self destruction Self esteem

The Abortion of Myself

My legs have become long bending wires Awaiting the internal volcanic eruption Blood runs out, producing drowning piles I have no control of any inner-emotion As painful tears flow from my swollen eyes I evoke something unfamiliar purging from my flesh Laboring itself through agonizing cries I clear my vision to perceive that it’s fresh The smell that launders a newborn creature Is unveiled into this world of uncertain and twisted trails My body is left in a cold sweaty…

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