Liberated.

One day I'll share my whole story,
For inspiration, not for glory.
Sometimes it's hard to tell the truth:
We want to sound ideal and smooth.
But that's not interest of mine.
I do not mind to cross the line
That borders with a common sense:
Cause my mistakes are my true essence.
I want to show - it's okay
To be Yourself, it's not foul play.
The moment You accept Yourself,
Without the judgment, looking for excuses,
You'll stop the agony of hell,
Your heart will heal, along with bruises.
It's powerful to own Your truth,
Not be afraid of looks from other.
Accept it all, embrace Your sooth,
Become Your own loving mother.
With unconditional support and open heart,
Encouraging and less abusive,
Acknowledging that life is art
And every one of us exclusive.
Don't be afraid, remove the masks,
Engage in self-appreciation,
Forgive Yourself, move on, relax,
Make freedom final destination.

Thank You, Hollywood drunks, for keeping me awake, so I can write...

Hollywood. 3 a.m. May 9 2015