Smile! =)

I recently realized that although many try, the only person who can put a smile on my face is myself. I just have to decide whether to smile or not. I can't expect anyone else to make me smile, especially if I can't make myself smile. Likewise, I can't make anyone else smile if I can't make myself smile. I have full control of my life, with many surprises that God throws my way. I control my destiny. I refuse to be vulnerable to anything, especially love for someone else. I must love myself completely first. Then, I will love with all that is left over. If I don't care for myself, who will? I refuse to define myself through someone else. I do believe it is possible to love without losing your true self. In fact, love can make you lose your outer shell and make your inner soul strong enough to not need a façade. To me, vulnerability means compromising your true self, true being. I refuse to do that; I can't do that. The only thing I can compromise is what appears on the surface. And ultimately, surface feelings, appearances, behaviors, actions, moods, etc. are neither important nor vital to my survival.

Butterflies in My Notebook

This is so dangerous
I keep dropping needles on my carpet
and walking barefoot...

You carry me around
And I'm dropping needles
on the hardwood floor
No shoes on
Hoping, in your arms, I'm secure

Walking side-by-side
barefoot
on the bare cold floor
with scattered needles and shreds of the old carpet
Unafraid of all possible wounds
Because any cuts can be stitched

Yeah, any cut can be stitched

Because there's needles everywhere
And we have so much skin