I try to hold on to what we are.

the more i squeeze the quicker we're over.
my mind is french,my words are british,and my heart is finnish.
yet,my roots,my culture,and my exterior says i'm german,mexican,spaniard,and greek.
accept who you are.even if you think you don't fit in.
you are you and that's all that matters,
as long as you're not hiding behind a mask.
i've never once hidden behind a mask,i just hide in my shell.
i've had myself from the beginning,and that's who i'm going to have at the end.
so i've accepted who i am.it's called self love.
i learn something new about myself everyday,i even get surprised.
i love the strange and the abnormal,it makes me feel loved and secure.
i adore those kind of beings.
you take the pieces of the dreams that you have
'cos you don't like the way they seem to be going.
you cut them up and spread them out on the floor.
you're full of hope as you begin rearranging,
put it all back together.
but any way you look at this,
looks like the lovers are losing.

xoxo