A Garden Full of Weeds

As a 19-year-old young woman with depression, I struggle to love myself and be proud of myself. For all my life I have struggled with insecurity and bitterness towards people around me who have seemed to have something I never did... confidence. I gained confidence in my writing, I found a way to be proud of something and began to love myself as an individual. My poetry speaks through many emotions, highlighting the pain I've dealt with and the story of how I became free from hate. I learned so much by writing every day. I learned about who I am, how I view the world, and how the world might view me, but the only opinion that mattered was my own. From start to finish I bleed on the pages, every drop of my soul painting each word.