Category: self / self esteem


A Conundrum

She was likened to a conundrum

She was often misunderstood 

She walked to her own beat

An unexpected kind of mood

She was a puzzle, a riddle 

That no one was likely to solve

My knees feel the tension

I almost buckled 

My heart leapt from my throat 

I half cried and half chuckled

I told myself I had to start somewhere

And now is as any good of a time

So I closed my eyes and there I was

I took the chance

How difficult it must be to love me

How hard it must be not to be noticed

To be put aside

Like I’ve done to so many

And yet, I do not feel the loneliness

Either I am numb or just happy to be without anyone

I

I exist nowhere

I am anywhere and everywhere

I am unnoticeable 

I am….

Am I Ugly?

They look, they stare

They wonder, they dare

They ask me why I’m still single

It sometimes makes me feel worthless, hence, I don’t mingle

They talk, they whisper

Words can hurt, they can blister

And even without a word I feel they’re saying smugly

You’re still single because you’re ugly

Hello Me

It’s been a while since I faced the mirror 

Its been a while since I saw myself

I have seen many horrors

That sometimes I wish I was someone else

So one this day I slowly walked up to my reflection 

And I saw the real me for the first time

Will I ever lose the pounds I gained?

I’m drifting to isolation again

Confidence gained is now confidence lost

And I have but myself to blame the most

Spare me the sweet talk and tell me straight

That I’ve once again gained weight

Allow Me

Allow me to be me

Do not wish for me to be someone else

Do not hate me for being unchanging

For wanting just to be me

I change when I am ready

But do not force me

Do not reprimand me

Do not cast me out

Allow me to be just the same girl you knew

You loved

How To Be Me

People ask how to be like other people

They imitate and try to be the other person

They want not just to be like them but to be them

Live the life the other lives

But what if

I just want to be me?

Tell me, is that so wrong if I do not conform?

Shapes

Time to stop the whining 

I have to start winning

Prove to no one I can do this

Prove only to myself I can’t miss

I have to set my mind to working hard

Getting back in shape will such a reward

Words from a Little Person

Poets bleed from the heart and soul

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