Only Lines

My fingerprint is not me

It is my identification, but it is not my identity

You don't see my blonde hair or my blue eyes

You don't know me

From just my fingerprint

You can not see my struggles or my mistakes

Only lines

Clean and untainted

Not me

Inside Beauty

                                     To describe It would be a waste of time,
                                   
                                     One word can not sum up It's inner beauty,


                                       I am who I am and who I am, I am me.
   
                                 To say It is unique would give It too much credit,


                                 To say It is terrible wouldn't give it enough credit,


                                                  It has beauty, inner beauty
 
                                     Shining bright for the whole world to see
                                   

My Fingerprint

 My fingerprint is an imprint of my life,

full of wrong turns, and full of ups and downs.

There is no clear ending, but I guess that is life,

you don't know where you are going or where you are going to end up.

All I see when I look at my fingerprint is the past and what has made me, me.



Blurred Lines

The lines are blurred and I see nothing

There's nothing

blurred lines

Just lines

Blurred lines

Lines that mean everything

and nothing

Blurred lines