I always thought there were prettier girls than me
and craved for the attention. Now that I have the
attention I would never wish it on anyone. Boys
don't want me for me they want me for my body and
what they can get. It hurts so bad to know that my
worth is defined by the things they want to do to me
instead of being with me for me.
It's easier to give them what they want than to say no
because I want to be wanted so badly. Where did I
lose me along the way?
YOU ARE READING
My Book of Poetry
PoesíaHi everyone, I have been inspired by my best friend to share my poetry and so this is what this book is going to be all about. Please note that these poems are all my own, except the ones I give credits to the author, so if anyone would like to shar...
