I hope to be as confident as I can be
And I hope to be happy
And I hope to be loved
I hope to be beautiful
I want so much for myself
I want the best
Sometimes I sit alone
In a corner
Of a lonely house
Or a full house
And I'm worried
That I might not get the best in life
That I'm missing out
That I have to work hard right now
To ensure a picture perfect life
I worry that I'm not doing my best
And I worry about the choices I make
Why do we do this?
Is it really?
Are we the only limit to ourselves?
Am I beautiful?
Am I not doing enough to be beautiful?
Is it my fault?
Is it?
I'm weave wrecked
Forever not fulfilled
Where do we learn that beauty is s virtue?
When did we learn that?
When did man made beauty become everything?
I'm weave wrecked
Forever not fulfilled
Smooth skin
Butterfly bosom
Enchanting eyes
Face of features
I wanna be that girl Aphrodite would be jealous of and curse in these old stories
That's what I hope to be
That's is what is aspire
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I Want to Marry My Poems
PoetryJust some poems of mine and as shown in the title, they're so good that I want to marry them. Okay you might think I'm too self confident but remember that half of the world's marriages end in a divorce All kinds of poems here- short and long- lone...
