Prosperous Poetry

Attention... Your Obsession

I want you to notice me when I walk in the room

Notice my voice how I'm always humming a tune

Each step I take is full of purpose

My lips are humble never cursing

The clothes I wear aren't the usual

It's quite untouchable very beautiful

When I look in the mirror I'm talking to you

I need to accept all of me not just a few

Validation is not one to be messed with

It cages your mind into living off of compliments

Awaiting for glory just to be satisfied

This type of satisfaction will be expired by

The time you look at your own reflection

You can't crave affection and also want attention

Batting your mascara eyes with your beat complexion

Beaten up by the validation obsession