What you would you call it
If everyone and everything
was against you...
Being told you aren't good enough,
You aren't thin enough,
pretty enough,
That's as bad as it can be
At least some would say...
But believe me
Hearing those words
From loved ones
that's a whole different story.
People may talk about your perfect aspects,
But you won't believe sentences like:
You are awesome don't worry;
You are beautiful, I mean it;
Why won't you believe how wonderful you are?
Maybe, 'cause I heard my whole life
I'm not enough.
It doesn't matter what part of me
My appearance,
My intellect,
My opinion.
Never was I enough.
It is sad,
Because I accepted it.
So many people can't be wrong.
Here is the worst part
I know that one shouldn't believe what
others say.
But, oh dear, I believe them.
Ironic in my opinion...
But what would you call it?
Being put down every second of
your life
And accepting that
Tell me....
What would you call it?
Because I don't know anymore...
YOU ARE READING
Feeling
PoetryJust some poems about how I feel... Maybe you know how I'm feeling because you feel like that yourself... Maybe you can understand people that feel like that better...