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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>This is a blog I created strictly for my poems instead of my other blog which they seem to get lost inAsk me Anything! Heathermarie9991</description><title>Words Give Me Power</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @wordsgivemepower)</generator><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>grown up oldie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;look at me,im all grown up know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;i dont know how it happened or when!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;but somehow it did im practicaly an adult!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;your the only reason im not freaking out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;you let me be my inner kid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;you laugh at childish things with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;you love me now and it let me know that youll always love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;i learned to grow up as long as your in love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;your still young at heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658655423</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658655423</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 02:40:21 -0400</pubDate><category>old</category><category>poem</category><category>grown up</category></item><item><title>High school spirt</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;we&amp;#8217;ve got the beauty, brains, and spirit,&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;the best times, the bomb rhythms, come on let hear it!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gorgeous ladies. Handsome men.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You wish you in the class of 2010!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jun&lt;span&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;rs&lt;br/&gt;Sen&lt;span&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658629061</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658629061</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 02:39:40 -0400</pubDate><category>old</category><category>jun10rs</category><category>sen10rs</category><category>high school</category><category>poem</category><category>chant</category></item><item><title>today is ... (oldie)</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;is the &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i can do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;right&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; is the&lt;span&gt; &lt;strike&gt;last day&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;that i am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;me&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;that i am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;that i have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;today is the &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;that  i can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; cope&lt;br/&gt;today is the &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span&gt;last day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;that im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;sixteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;today is the &lt;sup&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;first day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;of my rein&amp;#8230; as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span&gt;drama queen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658592593</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658592593</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 02:38:43 -0400</pubDate><category>old</category><category>poem</category><category>today is</category><category>drama queen</category></item><item><title>Never hold anything back oldie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;NEVER hold anything back&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;it makes life easier to let it all out, and you&amp;#8217;ll never miss &lt;span&gt;out.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Caution:you may be hurt more*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ALWAYS speak your mind and let peopleknow who you are&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;or else highschool &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; steal your voice and you may not find/take it back.)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;Welcome to &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unoriginality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!Welcome to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;conformity!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Your uniforms are over there.It&amp;#8217;s the one&lt;sup&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;extra small size&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;to be fit by all!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#8221;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;OH PLEASE! &lt;br/&gt;YOU DONT HAVE TO BE THAT EXTRA SMALL SIZE!&lt;br/&gt;JUST BE YOURSELF!&lt;br/&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658500372</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658500372</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 02:36:17 -0400</pubDate><category>old</category><category>poem</category><category>conformity</category><category>be yourself</category></item><item><title>Always the best supporting actress...neverthe Leading Lady</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Super old&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658459810</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658459810</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 02:35:15 -0400</pubDate><category>old</category><category>thought</category><category>second best</category><category>poem</category></item><item><title>Super old</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;#8220;&lt;/strong&gt;she&amp;#8217;s an artista&lt;br/&gt;a painter actually;&lt;br/&gt;see that &amp;#8216;smile&amp;#8217; on her face?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;well it&amp;#8217;s her most&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sub&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;piece&amp;#8221;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658430985</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658430985</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 02:34:30 -0400</pubDate><category>oldie</category><category>poem</category><category>artist</category></item><item><title>oldie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;hate&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;powerful&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; word&lt;br/&gt;&lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt; as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Powerful&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658399519</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658399519</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 02:33:41 -0400</pubDate><category>oldie</category></item><item><title>better than barbie oldie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Im better than&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Barbie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;who can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;dance and sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Im better than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Barbie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; that little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;plastic thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Im better than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Barbie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;with her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;blonde hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;NO fat &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Im better than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Barbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Im better that that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658384207</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658384207</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 02:33:18 -0400</pubDate><category>barbie</category><category>poem</category><category>better than</category></item><item><title>how did i get here? Oldie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;how did i get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;everything is in a daze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;i dont remember who i am, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;and who you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;and where we are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;and what we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;can somebody please pick me up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;put me back on my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;so i can see clearly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;i dont like how things look anymore&amp;#8230;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;through my rose colored glasses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658354186</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658354186</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 02:32:33 -0400</pubDate><category>poem</category><category>oldie</category></item><item><title>popular vs unpopular another oldie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;unpopular&amp;#8221; girl- Aren&amp;#8217;t you exhausted?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;popular&amp;#8221; girl- No. Why would i be?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;unpopular&amp;#8221; girl- Well&amp;#8230; I mean&amp;#8230;I heard keeping up with an image can be tiring!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8220;popular&amp;#8221; girl- What are you talking about? I&amp;#8217;m just being myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8221;&lt;span&gt;unpopular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;#8221; girl-Oh. Really? Cause with those clothes that are way too tight, and that hair that been dyed one too many times, and that with all that makeup, and the way you don&amp;#8217;t think for yourself&amp;#8230;. letting reality shows run your life. Yea it looks like your being yourself alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658332308</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658332308</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 02:32:01 -0400</pubDate><category>old school</category><category>dialoge</category></item><item><title>Oldie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;drifting through the endless sea&lt;br/&gt;with people, some that don&amp;#8217;t mean much to me.&lt;br/&gt;but the other make me burn with passion&lt;br/&gt;the embers of the fire that burns in my eyes &lt;br/&gt;are moved about, and without a doubt&lt;br/&gt;i feel alive and ready to push through that endless sea&lt;br/&gt;with the few people that mean the world to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658286864</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/45658286864</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Mar 2013 02:30:51 -0400</pubDate><category>poem</category><category>oldie</category></item><item><title>asdfghjkl;</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I want to Scream!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I need to be heard!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just want someone to care!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I need a friend that can be here til the end,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;without leaving me behind once again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When a better oppeortunity comes around.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thats when I can be found,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Crying there on the ground.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/36756294644</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/36756294644</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2012 15:50:57 -0500</pubDate><category>asdfghjkl;</category><category>sad</category><category>frustrated</category></item><item><title>Talk</title><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Talk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Its it that hard to make a noise,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sound it just passes through us.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We all hear the silence but how many of us hear the truth?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Who has the curoage to SPEAK the truth?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It hurts some, helps others see the light,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and some choose to stay deaf.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Silent tension is choking me, Speak!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We won&amp;#8217;t hear the truth or pass on it&amp;#8217;s words to others!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A lie can spark a wild fire and burn so many we love down.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Learning the truth can help your fly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So why don&amp;#8217;t people just TALK!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/36720210184</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/36720210184</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2012 23:54:24 -0500</pubDate><category>Talk</category><category>speak</category><category>truth</category><category>poem</category></item><item><title>I think I am toxic</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I feel like I&amp;#8217;m stuck, frozen in place. I feel like I may never get away; I&amp;#8217;ll just fade into the background, where I&amp;#8217;ll surely be replaced. I feel trapped inside a virtual dudgeon that is taxing on my soul. Seeing things that will never be, seeing things that I can never hold. I feel friendless and lost and all on my own. I feel pain of not being &amp;#8220;good enough&amp;#8221;. I think that I cannot see myself as I did once before because I do not exist anymore. I am just a human prop in other people&amp;#8217;s lives. I had you your change and you get on with your life. I am a cashier, a daughter, a student, a sister, a friend? To myself, maybe I&amp;#8217;ll be myself in the end. In a world where I can become anything that I want I sure do find myself missing &amp;#8220;me&amp;#8221; a lot. Why is this excruciatingly difficult for me to confront people and find out the answers I need. I can be a crazy cat-lady I am half way there with &lt;span&gt;my own brand&lt;/span&gt; of crazy. I just need some cats which will not be hard to find. The feral ones of my home town roam free all of the time. I can pick some of them up give them love warmth and shelter until they to jump ship and leave me to swelter in my own suffocating affecting where I will once again end up dying alone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/35306890463</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/35306890463</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2012 20:07:09 -0500</pubDate><category>toxic</category><category>love</category><category>sufficating</category><category>sad</category><category>poem</category><category>free write</category></item><item><title>you are  </title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are stronger than you feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are more than you think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you are better than you know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/35306693073</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/35306693073</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2012 20:04:17 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Empowerment!</title><description>&lt;div class="post_content clearfix" id="post_content_28802356565"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I’m not “Hot” or “Beautiful”. I am 5’3”, brown eyed, a size 6, with a wide nose and without a flat stomach. But I don’t want you to call me Hot or Beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m myself. I am 5’3”, brown eyed, a size 6, with a wide nose and without a flat stomach. But these thing and more make me who I am. I want you to call me Heather :)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don’t have a problem with myself. Sure, I am self conscious sometimes but I don’t want to change who I am just for you. &lt;strong&gt;If you have a problem then YOU change. I am staying me!&lt;/strong&gt; Deal with it. I am not here to please you, I am here to please myself and I am thrilled with where my life has lead me. I cannot wait to see where it escorts me next. I am empowering MY thoughts, MY ideas, MY words. YOURS? They don’t matter to me anymore. I do NOT need your approval or anyone else’s I have my own approval. I am a smart girl who is FINALLY going to listen to her own advice. I am going to free myself from everyone else words. &lt;strong&gt;I AM HEATHER HEAR ME LAUGH :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/28811447144</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/28811447144</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2012 23:19:25 -0400</pubDate><category>myself</category><category>happy</category><category>life</category><category>empowerment</category><category>loving myself</category></item><item><title>An unfinished piece.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m just walk the edge of this mountain.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wind in my face. Head in the clouds.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; so this is what its like to feel free? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;letting the sunshine fall down on me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;just trying to figure out who I suppose to be.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And Its a long way down to the bottom of the ground&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but I have to find the place. the place Im never pushed around&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The place where I can stick around&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the place Im free to be me&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I keep asking myself some questions like&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;why life is so cruel and mean?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;how can anyone feel this way given the luck that they have had &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and why is envy the color green?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Does this have to happen and is there any room on this earth for me?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;just one slip and fall and I&amp;#8217;m forgot from it all. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It would be easy  for them to forget me&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m just walk the edge of this mountain.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Wind in my face. Head in the clouds.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; so this is what its like to feel free?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;letting the sunshine fall down on me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m just trying to figure out who I suppose to be.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And Its a long way down to the bottom of the ground&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but I have to find the place. the place Im never pushed around&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;TThe place where I can stick around&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the place Im free to be me&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/20357712430</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/20357712430</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2012 14:20:49 -0400</pubDate><category>poem</category><category>free</category><category>nature</category><category>suicide</category><category>bottom</category><category>sad</category><category>questions</category><category>unfinshed</category></item><item><title>Fight</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Thinking about when people fight about things: how the act, what they say, the comebacks, the put downs. Why am I thinking about fights? Well because I am thinking of the physical fights in &lt;em&gt;The Hunger Games. &lt;/em&gt;Why am I thinking about &lt;em&gt;The Hunger Games?  &lt;/em&gt;Well because I am obsessed. Anyway here is my poem about the mentality behind a verbal fight (because I don&amp;#8217;t know anything about physical fights really).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t run a way from danger,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I also don&amp;#8217;t greet it with a warm embrace.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t talk shit behind someone back,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I dont act fake to your face.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you have a problem with me of any kind,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Don&amp;#8217;t lock it away in outer-space.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Im a tough girl I can handle it,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And how you are acting well its a disgrace.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/17527442628</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/17527442628</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2012 20:58:42 -0500</pubDate><category>fight</category><category>physical</category><category>mental</category><category>the hunger games</category><category>act</category><category>fake</category><category>bitchout</category><category>catfight</category><category>verbal</category></item><item><title>Flowers are unique and beautiful like people</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyozfs4oHz1rnawwoo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Flowers are unique and beautiful like people&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/16850247376</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/16850247376</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2012 21:11:51 -0500</pubDate><category>flowers</category><category>beauty</category><category>pretty</category></item><item><title>This Way...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;This way&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;follow me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I can guide you, be your company.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I will lead you safe from harm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And if it in someway ever comes to close,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I will ring the alarm, no one gets to play with your heart!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It is to sacred and pure for evil to take part within,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you are as innocent as a newborn, sweet as cane sugar.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This way&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Follow me towards my heart.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/16684415464</link><guid>http://wordsgivemepower.tumblr.com/post/16684415464</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2012 01:40:20 -0500</pubDate><category>love</category><category>poem</category><category>pure</category><category>hope</category><category>safe</category><category>mine</category><category>forever</category></item></channel></rss>
