I've always been afraid of showing too much
of myself to others
of exposing my vulnerability
Too many times have people picked
endlessly on my superficial qualities
So how can I reveal to you what lies within?
Is it pathetic that I find solace in God?
Do I believe in Him sincerely
or am I simply comforted by the thought
that someone knows me?
Humans are such vain creatures
and I'm one of them
Yet I must sacrifice my buried insecurities
to uncover greater empathy
I'd gladly throw off my demons
just to be vulnerable
with you.
YOU ARE READING
A Meaningless Collection
PoetryA collection of variously themed poems that I write mostly on my commute to class or when I can't find a reason to fall asleep.
