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What is beauty Beauty is the way you act How you were kind Being beautiful Don’t try to impress people with looks Beauty can be found in people that are different You are considered beautiful if you help People that are beautiful are talked about For their kindness Their compassion And their deeds People should think you are beautiful Because you care Not because of your outside But the size of your heart Make yourself beautiful Give a child a hug Pick up trash Change the way others live For the greater good Change the world

Music Noise Roaring in my ears Then nothing I am in my own world Just me and my music. My heart my soul music. We become one my movements become fluid My hands moving grace, start to play out my soul. Music, my poetry with notes like words writing playing, my feelings. This is me, who I truly am. I can be myself. Music is from my heart. Slowly softly I play. my thoughts come out my music. I am alone, no one can tell me who. to. be. I just play that’s all I can do. I am playing hardly aware my hands are moving. Sometimes, tears falling, rolling, down. Tears become music, soft, flowing, sou

Eyes They hold everything A window into your thoughts Your eyes hold joy Sparkling in the light dancing spirit sorrow drowned in tears seeing the feeling in those eyes makes me want to throw my arms around you Anger The energy of rage Can pierce anything Eyes your eyes Explain everything Let us talk Without noise

This is my world where I go in dreams where the smell of rain flits on the breeze, but never do drops fall from the sea of blue under a blanket of stars. Only you can go there to your private sanctuary, where your thoughts wander about where your spirit is free to soar above the grassy fields and dip its wings in the cool dawn. This is my refuge my quiet place to be alone where the sun shines on the ocean, encasing the world in golden light. Let your imagination take you there where you can be who you want to. be. by caroline

Glass prison Soundproof walls of glass Enclosing you Letting you see the world But not participate This box Holding me in Keeping me from doing What I need to do All people see is you They don’t see the cage Surrounding you The only thing they hear is What they want to And you must obey them They see someone who will be like them Someone to succumb to sameness And go with the crowd Held in a glass confinement Break free from your limits Don’t do the same thing as others Be your self Don’t end up trapped in your own prison. by Caroline

Sitting on the cool grass a green carpet dotted with yellow. Light fluffy clouds rolling across the blue sky the light wind blowing past us making our hair fly around as it carries our giggles away sun warming us its rays making us lazy as we talk and share secrets an oak tree providing us shade as we rest with our backs aginst it Having you beside me to enjoy this beautiful day with my friend by caroline

My wings are clipped I cannot fly I am not free To soar above I am not free to be myself I live in a world Where you have to Look and act a certain way My song is different I fly higher My wings are a brighter shade My wings are clipped I cannot fly I am not free To soar above I want to express my feelings to be what I want to to have my own personality not to be a clone of others I want my voice to lift up To sing my heart out In my own style To fly north Instead of south My wings are clipped I cannot fly I am not free To soar above by caroline