Category: self / self esteem


I Hide

I hide behind fake laughter

I hide behind half meant smiles

I hide my self esteem

Tuck it all away never knowing when it will be put to use.

I hide my scars

I hide my incompetencies

I hide everything that is wrong with me because society only wants perfection.

I hide sadness

I hide struggles

No one wants to deal with that.

I hide myself until I’m no more,

Hidden and wasting away.

©Maria Michaela

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Insecurity

You get to fit clothes easily,

You get to be called pretty.

You get to be fine and dandy,

You get to be dolled up, lovely.

You get to be all fine and sexy,

While I’m just plain, fat, and flimsy.

I do not want to fill my thoughts with envy.

I don’t want to hate or be angry.

I guess there’s no one else to blame but me

But I hope you stop making me feel so ugly.

©Maria Michaela

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We are all insecure in some ways. It’s bad enough that we think ourselves low, let’s not make others feel this way. Spread LOVE. ❤️

Get Out

I’m in that place…of worry and woe again

I need to get of here

Help me get out of here

©Maria Michaela

Alone Tonight

Alone with the stars tonight

I hear the echoes of the clear night sky

They whisper to me

While I sing silently to their beauty

©Maria Michaela

PS. I don’t own the photo. CTTO

Cracks

I hardly smile for fear that the cracks will show

I pretend to laugh to hide what is disfigured inside

I look strong so as not to reveal I’m breaking

But I am

Slowly

I’m tearing apart on the inside

And the cracks?

Are showing ever slowly

©Maria Michaela

Nameless

You can’t find the words to describe me.

I am known and unknown to you.

I am a familiar face and a stranger at the same time.

You think you know me but you are doubtful.

You look for the slightest touch of familiarity but it’s not there.

You stare and wonder and ask yourself

“Who is she?”

Everybody looks pretty

Seems perfect and flawless

While I…

I am plain

Harsh

Harsh words keep me from being myself

Although I still try to love myself more

Each day…

Harsh people kill me slowly inside

They devour what little self-esteem I have left in me

Wish I Was Selfish

Sometimes I wish I was selfish…

To take what I want

Keep I have

And not feel guilty for putting myself first.

Invincible

There are days that I feel I can do it all

That nothing can stop me.

However, these days are minimal.

Oh how I wish they came more than usual.

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