Cause we've all been there.
Insecurity
I'm too fat
My breasts too small
My face too boyish
and my acne too many.
My hair too frizzy
I can't look good
and I can't talk right.
I stumble over things and words.
My lips too dry
my teeth too crooked
and my kiss too bad.
My hands too small
my fingers too long
my palms too sweaty
and my nails too dirty.
My legs too short
my thighs too wide
my feet too big
and i have no good stride.
My smile not pretty
my eyes too dull
my glasses too dorky
and my braces too harsh.
I'm too quite
I can't talk to boys
and the one I hold dear
might not think I'm good enough
I look in the mirror and hold back my tears.
Why oh why can't I be pretty?
STAI LEGGENDO
Poetry of an Insecure Girl.
PoesiaThese are some poems I wrote while on my poetry binge. Some of them will be a tad on the sd side but look at the title. You knew what you were getting yourself in to :)
