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Why?
Why do you love me so much?
When can't I seem to even like myself?
Why do you like me so much?
When I can't look at myself without holding a grudge.
Why do you look up to me?
When I fail to stand tall and am unbuckled by my knees.
Why do you care for me?
When I can't give a second glimpse to my reflection amidst the debris.
Why do you believe in me?
When I can't seem to rise above from self-doubt and its decree.
Why do you want to help me?
When all I want is to hide and flee.
Why do you think the old me can come back?
When I've lost and fallen in between the cracks.
All it took was one snide remark-
Just one, to leave a scar as if it is a birthmark.
I felt incredulity, slowly morphed into doubt and confusion,
And my insecurity reached a stage where I knew it wasn't just an illusion.
I let the small voices in my head take charge,
And the thoughts of not being good enough all barged.
They crammed into all the tiny crooks and corners,
And all traces of my old confident self, were a goner.
And now,
The voice of self-doubt speaks louder than my own.
It renders me speechless and makes me rethink my every move.
It tells me to shut up, even when I want nothing more than to speak,
The voice renders me silent, and I can do nothing but squeak.
It tells me that one more opinion won't change the world,
No matter how much I want to be heard.
This voice, oh this voice gets in the way of the greatest of things,
When I am trying to soar high, it comes in and clips my wings.
I do not know why I listened to this voice,
So frail and tiny, yet I see no other choice,
No other choice than to listen and obey,
Give in and submit, until you become its prey.
And yet, you love me so much.
I am under a deep spell and you don't let all this diffidence touch.
You don't let the spell of diffidence enchant you-
You don't run but still these voices pass through.
They pass through, not even acknowledging you.
And you stand there feeling all good and new!
So, I ask you,
Why oh why do you love me so much?
Have you seen nothing watching me permanently mislay?
I have lost myself!
And yet you stand there smiling at me, as bright as the dawn of a new day.
I can't fathom this. Is there something I have misjudged?
All I ask is for the voices to subside and for you to teach me how to love myself so much.
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Musings- a poetry collection
Poetry"Why oh why do you love me so much? Have you seen nothing watching me permanently mislay? I have lost myself! And yet you stand there smiling at me, as bright as the dawn of a new day. I can't fathom this. Is there something I have misjudged? All I...
