Love (Raw)

Love (Raw):

We spend so much time trying to pleas others that we don't take the time to please ourselves. 
That’s not to say that we should not care about other people’s opinions, but that we should not invest our souls in them. 

We are unique individuals capable of so much love, empathy, and altruism. But, we must use our abilities instead of being like complacent toy soldiers sitting on shelves.

Boys can cry, and girls are tough. Do not let society bend and twist your emotions. Let yourself love freely and fully. Love us and them. Love her and him. 

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Chance Preshia

Dance

Dance:

I don't really understand how the music works

I just dance to the beat. I dance all day, all night

The enjoyment is just one of the perks

I'm just trying to get back to that other place

A world of childhood wonder, innate curiosity 

As we grow older we become more independent 

But, our fears become a tangible reality

Instead of the monsters hiding in the closet, it's the monsters keeping you in there 

——

Chance Preshia

Sorry for the long delay between my last poem and this one. I’ve written a few since then, but I didn’t think to publish them. 

If you are here from a link I put out also check out my poem I came up with between publishing this one and 12:55 pm.

http://chanceswritings.blogspot.com/2018/04/love-raw.html?m=1#more

FYI: When I publish my poetry it isn't necessarily indicative of my current feelings.