Turn me.
Change me.
I want to be
Different.
Unique.
Exciting.
Just not me.
CHANGE ME
different
STAND STRONG
One block turns.
The others turn.
At the same time.
In the same way.
Similar to people.
Who follow one person.
At the same time.
In the same way.
Who follow one ideal.
At the same time.
In the same way.
Must life be boring?
Are we but cattle?
No.
Don’t turn.
Be unique.
Stand strong.
For your beliefs.
Stand strong.
You won’t fall.
SILENCE
In a world of noise
Where no one is heard,
We could use some silence,
A bit of quiet.
Take a step back
And be still,
Watch for the response,
See the surprise.
For silence can convey
What words cannot.
A feeling or a thought
Hidden in words.
Don’t be afraid
To make your stand.
Dare to be different,
Refuse to mouth inanities.
Be a breath of fresh air
In the violent storm.
Stand strong and silent
In the world of noise.
TURN ME
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Turn me.
Change me.
I want to be
Different.
Unique.
Exciting.
Just not me.
CURVE
Source:catk
CURVE
Takes one to be different.
To strike out alone.
To pave the road.
For others to follow.
SNOWFLAKES
Source:averymerrylittlechristmas
SNOWFLAKES
Each unique.
No two alike.
Nature’s creation.
It is art for the world.
Falling softly to earth.
Showing off mid-air.
A little sparkle.
A little shine.
I AM ME
-
Oleg Dou Art.
I am me.
I am flesh and blood.
I have knowledge.
I have a talent.
I have desires.
I am me.
THE CURVE
(Source: catk)
THE CURVE
Takes one to be different.
To strike out alone.
To pave the road.
For others.
DARE TO BE DIFFERENT
DARE TO BE DIFFERENT
Embrace your passions.
Don’t be afraid.
No one has the right
to criticize you.
Be unique.
Be different.
Be proud.
DARE TO DREAM
I want to look at the night,
Gaze out into the unknown.
Dare to dream of flight,
A dream of being unknown.
When night comes softly
On feet as light as air,
I can see more clearly
Of what I can dare.
Alone on this hilltop
With the embracing cold,
I will leap past boundaries
That I have created of my own.
Darkness hides all secrets
Beneath its cloak of despair.
Secrets that lie safe and secure
Under the cloak of my hair.
At night I can roam free
Without the hindrance of others.
I can leap over castle walls,
Past the slombering mothers.
Looking down at all below me,
Sleeping in their beds of down,
I can see how I am different
As my eyes sweep the town.
SUSANNE LEIST 