Maybe I'm too soft to exist in this world;
Because all these people make me feel unworthy, and i sit against the wall crying while getting curled.
"What would they think of me? Why i embarrass myself all the time?"
Sweetheart, it's how your real self is
you're not embarrassing yourself and that, though, isn't a crime.
Sitting here with too many friends, but my mind is preventing me from saying or doing anything that would make me feel peculiar;
But you know what, it is important to be yourself in front of people and they accept you the way you are, even if those friends are fewer.
If my softness makes me feel unwanted,
It also makes me feel pretty unique from the way i see my reflection in the mirror;
"You are beautiful. You're lovable." The sound echoed in my ears,
I whipped my head around and whispered to myself, "Did you hear her?"
YOU ARE READING
𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔/ ℙ𝕠𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕪
PoetryI love to pour out my thoughts. and I hope you'd love to read them. <3
