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You want to know a secret?
The secret of how to get little kids to eat out of your hand,
To obey you, to want to see you,
To love you, to cling to you?
Sure you do.
The secret of how to get older folks to like you,
To be just a little happier, to enjoy life just a little more,
To grin at you, to seem less half-alive?
Sure you do.
The secret of how to get someone to like you,
To want to sit by you, to text you back,
To hang out with you, to talk to?
Sure you do.
The secret of how to make your day a little brighter,
To make yourself seem prettier, to glow a little,
To be that much more proud of yourself?
Get a mirror, look into it and . . .
smile
The secret of how to get little kids to eat out of your hand,
To obey you, to want to see you,
To love you, to cling to you?
Sure you do.
The secret of how to get older folks to like you,
To be just a little happier, to enjoy life just a little more,
To grin at you, to seem less half-alive?
Sure you do.
The secret of how to get someone to like you,
To want to sit by you, to text you back,
To hang out with you, to talk to?
Sure you do.
The secret of how to make your day a little brighter,
To make yourself seem prettier, to glow a little,
To be that much more proud of yourself?
Get a mirror, look into it and . . .
smile
Literature
Tell Me
Tell me I'm beautiful.
Tell me I'm pretty.
Tell me I'm perfect.
Tell me I'm stunning.
Literature
I Smile Because
The touch of your breath is like a rainbow sigh
Tingles more than my skin,
Brushing warmth to more than just my heart,
And occasionally leaves me breathless in need.
I can feel the swimming gracefulness of your lips,
Seemingly carrying waves and waves of trembling want.
And the glitter of ocean in your eyes is one of a kind,
Just like the love scented hands you are holding me with.
And these words are words I could never speak aloud,
Because when I am confronted by your eyes,
My heart always feels like surrendering,
Slowly, to your every need.
Literature
Smile
Sixteen
She's got the whole world in her hands
You'd think
But she
Thinks there's something wrong with her:
Everything
She only sees her imperfections
As she watches boys make their selections
And forget about her every single time
And she plays the part like she's okay
'Cause she thinks there's nothing she could say
To ever get them to change their minds
She plays the role so well
You could never tell:
She always puts herself last
She says that the past is the past
And the whole world thinks she's got it made..
She pretends and acts like she's alright
And no one would know that she cries
Herself to sleep at the end of ever
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All of its true . . . and right now- NOW my wonderful readers- I'm smiling at you!! creepy right?!
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Haha, maybe a little creepy.