Are you sure?
Maybe you're looking for someone else?
I'm not the type that people find attractive. I have visible flaws. Flaws that people don't want to see, mention, or talk about.
No one ever chooses me, and I get why. I'm only a tool.
Do you need help? Of course I'll help!
Can you do me a quick favor? Oh- you're busy? That's okay!
You don't like me? That's okay, I'll always have your back!
You just got cheated on? That's okay! You're incredible even without them!
In every situation, I'm the one being used. So why choose me? I'm not special. I'm not attractive, funny or, cute. I'm just ordinary
Don't choose me.
Please.
- I literally had to look through one of my oldest notebooks to find this. It's stupid, cringy, and doesn't make sense but here you go -
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryA few thoughts, poems, and whatever the fuck I want it to be. Don't read if you're easily offended because some of these topics are really sensitive.
