I was never good enough
Never pretty
Never blush reddened with the compliment of cute boys passing down hallways
Always the looked over
Always shoulder to cry on
But never warm body to hold because I was
Bigger
Too black
Onyx for trash and caramel for gold
I was told that when the lights went out was all I was worth
And till this day I still feel like I am not worthy
To be loved
I ask the question am I warm enough?
Soft enough to caress
Curvy enough to undress?
Beautiful to your guests and can you
Hang me from your neck just like a medal to be won?
Am I warm enough
To be the only one
Am I warm enough for you inside?
Outside
Untried
It took a woman to love me better
And I still feel as if I am lesser
YOU ARE READING
WARM
PoetryLife as they knew it Life as we know it Life as I tell it If you've ever felt insecure, unworthy, unaccomplished, mediocre, than warm is the poetry book for you to read. In this literary art/biography of sorts I tell my story and every teenage girls...
