My Heart Is A Protest That I

But We Are More Than Genteel Or Civilized/ We Are An Idea In The Process Of Being Realized.

I Accept That Today May Be Imperfect... I Accept That I May Be As Well. What I Don't Accept Is That Imperfection Should Be The Crutch I Use To Excuse Myself From Participating In Joy.

That’s What We Were Told—stand Up For Yourself. But That’s Hard To Do If You Don’t Know Who You Are.

I You Can't See Anything Beautiful About Yourself, Get A Better Mirror. Look A Little Closer, Stare A Little Longer. Because There Is Something Inside You That Made You Keep Trying Despite Everyone Who Told You To Quit. You Built A Cast Around Your Broken Heart And Signed It Yourself, You Signed It They Were Wrong.

We Come From The Mentality, That Rarely Sees The Horror In Symmetry Or The Beauty In Non-conformity