"Don't Label Me" - Jessica Michelle

I am an original. 

Don't label me.

I have given up being

what you've wanted to see.

A work in progress

I'm ok with that

Dreams over flowing

and giving none back.

I am an original. 

Don't label me.

I am an original.

Don't label me.

Fought too long

to let my soul fly free.

Yes, I put it out there,

open your eyes to see

my heart in the sky

thats where it'll always be

I am an original. 

Don't label me.

I am an original. 

Don't label me.

Plenty before

but none like me.

Quiet on the outside

screaming from within

a pure heart of love

but yes, I still sin

I am an original. 

Don't label me.

I am an original. 

Don't label me.

Never giving up hope

of what has yet to be.

I dream with eyes open

beauty fills my soul

patience and a calm hand

all the while out of control

I am an original. 

Don't label me.

Always Blushing,

♥

Jessica Michelle

"Bare Naked" by Jessica Michelle

I have posted this poem before, but it is stuck in my mind for some reason today.... soooooooooo reposting!

I'm bare naked...

but I'm dressed from head to toe.

My heart out in the open

there's nowhere for it to go.

I traveled and searched so long

only to walk this road alone.

I'm bare naked...

I'm on my own.

I'm bare naked....

but I'm dressed from head to toe.

these eyes they keep on searching

for something to call my own.

I wait and wait and wait some more

for a voice to lead me home.

I'm bare naked...

I'm on my own.

I'm bare naked....

but I'm dressed from head to toe.

So much to be discovered

so much more than you know.

More than just a vessel

swept up in the undertow

I'm bare naked...

I'm on my own.

I'm bare naked....

but I'm dressed from head to toe.

There's a truth in my reflection

Singing a song you should know.

Throwing away the mask

Screaming to let go.

I'm bare naked...

I'm on my own.

I'm bare naked....

but I'm dressed from head to toe.

Giving into the heartache

and learning to let go.

Listening to the tear drops

they tell me all I need to know.

I'm bare naked...

I'm on my own.

I'm bare naked....

but I'm dressed from head to toe.

A soul to be discovered

learning lessons as I go.

A temple to be honored

My value someday I will know.

I'm bare naked...

I'm on my own.

Always Blushing,

♥

Jessica Michelle

I Dream In Love...

I dream in love.

In a silent rage

thoughts filling the void 

and now filling the page.

        I am the type of girl that wears her heart on her sleeve. That is not only a well known fact, but it is a ridiculously obvious fact. Take a look at my blog or my Facebook page (either of them), and you can tell right away that I have no problem expressing how I feel. I have gotten over the guilt and/or the silliness that I once associated with expressing negative feelings. I used to think that it was so much better to sugar coat things, rather than to tell the world how I was really feeling. I was wrong.
         There was, however, a point in my life where I did keep my thoughts and opinions to myself. I was afraid that if I voiced how I really felt about something then that would open the door for other people to voice how they felt about me. That was one of my BIGGEST fears. I was so afraid to know what/how people really felt about me. I did whatever I could to really vanish into the background and become as un-noticable as possible. I stopped putting any effort into how I looked... I am 5'10.5 and  I already felt like I stood out. I figured if I stopped putting any effort into how I looked, well, that would help me to vanish into the background. And if I vanished into the background  there wouldn't be any way for anyone to notice me. And, if they didn't notice me, then they couldn't judge me. I didn't like myself, so why would anyone else like me? If I couldn't think of positive things about myself, then how would anyone else be able to? I could see so many negative things about myself and I figured that that was all that anyone else would be able to see. I thought that it would be an easy thing to do.... to sit back and try to hide from the world. And at first it was. But I got so caught up in hiding myself from the world, that I began to forget who I was. It's a scary place to be when you look into the mirror and don't recognize the person staring back... its even scarier when you close your eyes and night and don't recognize the tune that your thoughts are dancing to. And one day. I snapped. I woke up. I stopped (for the most part) giving a damn about what people really thought about me. It is definitely a struggle to keep the negative thoughts out.... but it the more love I put out into the world, the easier it becomes to allow love in my own life.

Always Blushing
♥
Jessica Michelle

“Don’t think outside the box; think like there IS no box.”

          Isn't it amazing how easily we can get trapped inside our minds? Running around in circles trying to find the way out? We can run and run and run and still never find the door that we are looking for. But, once we slow down... take a breath... and look around us, we see that, while the door we are looking for may not be there, there are plenty of windows to look out.
Anyways, just a quick thought.

Always Blushing,

♥

Jessica Michelle

The Important Things in Life

The important things in life

A philosophy professor stood before his class with some items on the table in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, about 2 inches in diameter.
He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks.
He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “Yes.”
“Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The rocks are the important things – your family, your partner, your health, your children – things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter – like your job, your house, your car.
The sand is everything else. The small stuff.”
“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued “there is no room for the pebbles or the rocks. The same goes for your life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal.
Take care of the rocks first – the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”

*thanks Mom*

Always Blushing;

♥

Jessica Michelle

"Bad boys"... yeah, I tend to love 'em... but why?

The "Bad Boy"

I admit it. I have, on occasion, been attracted to the bad boy type. I will be the first to admit that the whole bad boy look gets to me. But why? Why would I be attracted to anything that had been labeled "bad". After reviewing a few things from my past, I have come to the following conclusion (aside from the fact that I love tattoos and bikes, lol)...  Bad boys are safe. Yes, I am fully aware of just how ridiculous this sounds. Believe me... I have thought long and hard about that statement. But, in my opinion they are safe. The whole world knows just how much of a romantic sap I am. I would rather find a true and lasting love then win a million dollars. So, why, if I am looking for that kind of love would I be attracted to the bad boys? The guys that are known to be heart breakers... I have asked myself this repeatedly and the only explanation that I can come up with is the fact that "bad boys" are so much safer than the "good guys". I hate it, but many of the "good guys" that I have met this past year have turned out to be "bad boys" in disguise. Which, in the end, is so much harder to deal with in my opinion. They are like wolves in sheep's clothing. Seemingly innocent, and just when you aren't looking, they attack. It catches you off guard. It is easier to deal with an attack when you are prepared for it... when you have your guard up. I honestly believe that there are still some genuinely good guys out there, its just a matter of being able to see past the mask that most people wear.

Anyways, just a thought.

Always Blushing,

♥

Jessica Michelle

Dear Me....

Dear Me,
I know I have been so much harder on you than I should have been. I have a tendency to put other people's hearts ahead of yours. I quiet you when you try to tell me that you are hurting. And I bring people back into your life, that sadly, I know will hurt you again. I don't listen to what it is you really need to make your soul smile. I let the negativity that other people allow in their own lives seep into your mind. And I let it work against you. I don't give you credit for all of the truly amazing things that you do. Instead, I focus on all of the "mistakes" you've made. All of the things that you could have done better. I allow other people to create dreams and goals for you, instead of letting you follow your own dreams. I am your worst critic, when, in fact, I should be your biggest supporter. Bottom line, I haven't been treating you the way I should.
But know this. You ARE loved. You ARE amazing. You ARE blessed. You deserve to smile. You deserve to shine.

Love,

You

Always Blushing,
♥
Jessica Michelle