Tag Archive: self


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.

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I Am As I Am

I am bitter as I am sweet

I am clutter as I am neat

I am sadness as I am happy

I am darkness as I am sunny

I am madness as I am sane

I wish they could see my tears,

I wish they could come face to face with my fears.

I wish they knew how it truly hurts,

So mean words they wouldn’t blurt.

I wish they’d know I’m dying inside,

And see past the smile shown outside.

I wish they’d know how much I hate myself….

….so they will stop

I wish they’d just stop!

See My Bones

Would you like to see what’s inside me?

See the scars left by society

They haven’t healed, I think they never will

For all the times in their presence I’ve always felt ill

Maybe that’s why I prefer to be alone

In solitude I have grown

By myself, nothing and no one breaks my bones.

I Am My Hero

No waiting for a hero

No waiting for a knight

I can slay the monsters

I can save myself

I am super

I am woman

At war with myself

Trying to make peace with my mind

The heart is being pulled in a tug of war

I try to love myself

But outsiders inculcate hate

And I am in the crossfire

At war with who to listen to

As each part of me is being broken to pieces

Too

I bleed too

I hurt

I cry

I breakdown

All because of the insecurities I have.

I am self conscious too

I sometimes hate myself too much

I try to be more of myself and less of what others dictate

But I succumb too

I falter

And often

I wonder if I make it out too

I know the answer

But no one understands

They see me as lonely

Even when I’m truly fine.

They think I need to have a significant other

When all I need is space

And myself.

I don’t need to answer them

Because I know the answer

And I alone understand why.

My Two Sides

My two sides are fighting

They are arguing

They bicker

One tells me I’m awesome and can do so much

The othet tells me otherwise

To think twice, to be afraid to fail

The other tells me to learn from failures

That they are lessons so I can know success

My two sides make me whole

Curves

To be fat is to be shameful

To be fat means to feel awful

This is what I learned as a child.

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My family loved me, and I know they tried

Tried to protect me, but they do not know how much I cried

Because whenever I have an ounce of confidence

Society retaliates with a pound of uncertainty.

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My curves became my curse and I hated myself

I felt like an unwanted book tucked away on the shelf

I hated my curves.

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There are nights I’d pick myself up

Saying that I am enough and I am loved

But most nights…..most nights are awful

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I lie to myself sometimes

That if I love my curves enough

Society will accept them and I will no longer need to hide

A Real Surrealist

Feel My Words

The Midnight Ember

An Ember for Thought

Kas Writes

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GOD'S POETIC CHILD!!!

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johncoyote

Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.