I know that you
Were trying to protect me
The way you always do
I know that you
Didn't mean to hurt my feelings
The way you always seem to
But it felt like
You were calling me reckless
Which I am not
But it felt like
You were calling me ugly
Which I might be
Is it really so hard
To let me make a decision
For myself
Is it really so hard
To let me add some depth to my hair
For my self esteem
YOU ARE READING
My Book of Poems
PoetryHello, I'm not going to lie. I suck at conversations, especially if I have to introduce myself. This is partially what I write about. You see, I write when I freak out. I write when I can't deal with being myself. So I hope you will take a look into...
