I once thaught I was good maybe even great.
But writing these poems I realized my mistakes.
1) I'm insecure and myself I hate.
2) I care too much, and say too little.
3) I'm scared of people because, I they belittle.
4) I can't just move on, and sometimes I don't see how life goes on.
5) I question so much, but so little of the world I can touch.
6) I'm weak but the promise of the view at the peek, seems like worth the fight to reach.
7) I'm deffinately not the prettiest and sometimes feel like I wouldn't be missed...or maybe it would've been better if I hadn't even come to exist.
Insecure is my disease and I need a cure.
1) I've looked in the mirror and tried to find the possitive.
But honestly...I feel perfect.
But I've been shown to be like everyone else.
And not to completely be yourself.
I was tought to be a Kickback on a shelf.
Though I've seen enough. I now know my beauty.
I don't see flaws as defaults. It's who I am. Weather I be insane, a little abnormal, it's who I am and I won't look down upon myself.
Because I exist to please nobody else.
If I've done no wrong, don't treat me like a lab rat.
Don't try to get me to change to fit in.
I'm gonna love me for what's within.
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Poems
PuisiHey guys it's Tiphanie. And these are my poems I wrote I hope you enjoy. Leave comments and votes i promise to read all of them. Much love from Tiph. NO STEALING.
