Self image..
A terrible thing.
Leaves people feeling like they'll always be in between.
Not ugly, yet not beautiful either.
Not fat, yet not skinny either.
Leaves then feeling like they'll never be good enough.
Not for that one person
Who stole your heart.
Or for your friends
Who stick beside you.
Not good enough for anyone.
Let me tell you something, though.
No one is perfect, you know.
They put on masks that are fake.
Just to fit into this place.
Society has began its reign over everyone.
Listing rules and expectations as if it were an order.
Telling people that they must be tall, skinny, beautiful on the skin.
But, in real life, you are beautiful.
Both inside and out.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Just tired
PoetryThe word "suicide" have been passed around and even appeared in my mind before. What causes "suicide"? Bullying. Abuse. Depression. Pain. Neglect. And so on. These are some of my poems on suicide and the thoughts that have passed through my head. I...
