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@Natasha

This is one of my songs.

Worth It

You're staring at yourself in the mirror
And you're crying
You're hurting
You're broken
You're fighting

The voice in your head is
Driving you crazy
It's breaking you to pieces
Saying you're stupid and worthless
But why do you listen?

You're beautiful and wonderful
Amazing in every way
Perfectly imperfect
Don't listen to what others say
And you're worth it
You're worth it

You stare at the ceiling
You're scared
And you're hiding
And you wonder if
They're right

Why do you listen to the knives in your head
They're only tearing you down
So just don't listen
'Cause no one's perfect

I know that it's hard and I know it's not fair
We all have our flaws and our scars
I've been down this road
You don't walk this alone
You're not on your own

You're beautiful and wonderful
Amazing in every way
Perfectly imperfect
Don't listen to what others say
'Cause you're worth it

Cry those tears if you need to
Scream it out if you want to
It'll be okay
If you just stay

You're beautiful and wonderful
Amazing in every way
Perfectly imperfect
Don't listen to what others say
You're worth it

We're all different
Unique
We are special
And wanted
Somebody loves you

Nobody's going to be spotless
Nobody's going to be perfect
But you're trying
And that makes you worth it
Yeah you're worth it
So just be worth it

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I love your song Natasha, it's really good! Do you have a tune for it?

@Natasha

Yeah, but I might change it bc it's not the right tune for the song, it's a little………..choppy, per say

@German_Boats

I would love to be critiqued! This is a poem about a bird that I saw and instantly fell in love with. He's named after Leonardo Da vinci. Sharing this is really embarrassing but hey, here's how we get better

Leonardo

I have a friend, and he’s a bird.
Some would say that sounds absurd
But I make friends with the smallest of creatures,
They speak to me with their delicate features.
His name is Leonardo, and he is strong.
Even though he stands so small.
He’s fast, he’s smart, he’s got a good wit.
Building his nest, stick after stick.
He follows me everywhere, he keeps me safe.
He’s says it’s my world, my world to make.
We go on adventures, the both of us.
He fully and totally has gained my trust.
He knows where to rest, he knows where to run.
Because he’s smart, and he’s fun!
My friend Leonardo, is one for the books.
Because he loves me more then just my looks :)

@Angel with a music box

Ok, this is a poem I made about a character I created named Leanne. She's kind of the embodiment of my insecurities. It's a little dark and a lot strange, but here it is:
Leanne has eyes that no one sees,
And a mouth stitched tightly closed,
She hides behind my closet door,
And tightens all my clothes,
Every time I try to speak my mind,
She slips a noose around my throat,
And every time I write of her,
She laughs at what I wrote,
She’s laughing now, but you can’t hear,
Right behind my shoulder,
She wont ever leave me alone,
Satan’s perfect little soldier,
Leanne has more victims then I have friends,
But no one knows her name,
It changes for each hapless soul,
And will never stay the same,
I chose “Leanne” for reasons unknown,
At least none I can say,
Because the people who she’s named for,
Might be reading this someday,
She fills my eyes with water and salt,
She fills my sight with red,
Leanne will only leave my side,
When I am gone and dead,
But I have a secret, that she doesn’t know,
I have a weapon aimed at her chest,
I am stronger then she assumed,
I’m as underestimated as the rest,
So goodbye Leanne, goodbye, goodbye,
Good riddance and good luck,
In catching me for your sick games,
For now in Hell you’re stuck.

@Angel with a music box

Thanks!
I really appreciate your guy's impute on things. No one else has ever read my poems so I'm never exactly sure if they work or not
You guys are really helpful :)