i don't know what he sees in me
i'm not pretty
i'm not fast
i'm not smart
or kind
or lucky
strong
lovable
creative
i don't know what he sees in me
i'm just sex
to be used
i'm not special
just another
lost child
teenage
adult
woman
i don't know what he sees in me
why ask me
to get to
know me better
when he
already knows
my
answer's
no
i don't know what he sees in me
i'm not pretty
i'm not fast
i'm not smart
or kind
or lucky
strong
lovable
creative
i don't know what he sees in me
like i'm just
some child's toy
source of laughter
of jokes
of scorn
play
leave
repeat
i don't know what he sees in me
why his friends
egg him on
think again, please
i don't
want to
be
a
game
i don't know what he sees in me
i'm not pretty
i'm not fast
i'm not smart
or kind
or lucky
strong
lovable
creative
i don't know what he sees in me
i don't know
what he sees
i don't know
what he
sees in
this
imperfect
body
i don't know what he sees in me
how he could
even think i
could love him
when he
could have
the
beautiful
ones
i don't know what he sees in me
i'm not pretty
i'm not fast
i'm not smart
or kind
or lucky
strong
lovable
creative
i don't know what he sees in me
the way his
eyes follow me
as i run
away from
my life
me
him
problems
i don't know what he sees in me
but i know
just one thing
about his boys
the girls
follow them
blindly
into
danger
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not pretty
i'm not fast
i'm not smart
or kind
or lucky
strong
lovable
creative
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not pretty
not a stand-out
not even eye-catching
just enough
to slide
below
protection's
radar
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not fast
no track star
just a runner
just enough
to slide
below
protection's
radar
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not pretty
i'm not fast
i'm not smart
or kind
or lucky
strong
lovable
creative
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not smart
not a genius
or even close
just enough
to slide
below
protection's
radar
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not kind
no Good Samaritan
bad at generosity
just enough
to slide
below
protection's
radar
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not pretty
i'm not fast
i'm not smart
or kind
or lucky
strong
lovable
creative
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not lucky
no gold medallion
no whispered prayer
just enough
to slide
below
protection's
radar
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not strong
anyone can dominate
can't fight him
just enough
to slide
below
protection's
radar
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not pretty
i'm not fast
i'm not smart
or kind
or lucky
strong
lovable
creative
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not lovable
not watched over
no special attention
just enough
to slide
below
protection's
radar
i maybe know what he sees in me
i'm not creative
can't lie shit
can't talk fast
just enough
to slide
below
protection's
radar
i know what he sees in me
a little girl
an easy ride
quick and easy
nothing special
nothing lasting
used
and
discarded
YOU ARE READING
thoughts from a dark hole
Poesiarandom poetry that i think of. poetry is my way of coping with my mind and learning about the world around me through the beauty of words. thank you for reading! TRIGGER WARNING FOR THE FIRST TWO POEMS - sexual and physical abuse, violence, CSA, de...
