I try to be confident.
I try to tell myself "you're beautiful ! Everyone loves you , you're doing great!"
But once I think it.
There's a little voice in the back saying
"That's a lie."
No matter how hard I try to fake it.
I'll always believe that I'm not beautiful.
That I am a disappointment.
& so far nothing has changed my mind.
YOU ARE READING
My bleeding heart
PoetryI have written a lot of poetry and thought it would be nice to post on here. Every poem that is posted is by me from my brain. please do not steel but you may share. thank you , hope you enjoy!
