How can I celebrate easter if i can't find my own eggs

NikitaPassmore

How can I celebrate easter if i can't find my own eggs? I don't know who i amor who i want to be all i do is know is when i look in the mirror i don't see beauty i see a beast a monster staring at me. One day i walked in the bathroom and screamed becauae that was a beast looking at me. Easter is right around the corner and its almost time for me to go outside and look the eggs but i can't my head is spinning if i run i might fall down and cry my mom and dad will ask me "can you find the eggs?" And out loud i'm like "yes." But in my head i'm like no i have no idead where the are when i look in a mirror i just se my flaws i don't see the perfections i dont see the different color eggs beneth my skin the different talent we have the different favorite color we like if we have the same eggs than you are all the same so maybe one day i will find my eggs but i will start slowely and than bulid up and i will break and when i break i'm not going to break in 2 or 3 or more. I'm not going to fall down like a raindrop now i will be the sun that will shin brighter everyday cause i am my own eggs. Are you?

  • Author: NikitaPassmore (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 4th, 2017 03:57
  • Comment from author about the poem: Find your fucking eggs people stop comparing yourself to spoken slam bullshit or poems get off your ass and do something with your self.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 87
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WOW NIKITA ~ Love the advice in your comment ~ it puts your dynamic Poem it into perspective ! You are beautiful and you do shine like the SUN ~ brighter every day ! God helps those who help and respect themselves and that is your encouraging message to each of us. You are carrying beautiful eggs that someday ~ will be beautiful Sons & Daughters when God sends just the right Husband to complement and consummate your inner and outer Beauty. Your eggs are the most beautiful and perfect thing you possess ~ cherish them ! Praying for you ~ please check my poems ~ Yours BRIAN

  • Samreen Chowdhury

    This is a good write



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