I Believe I Am Beautiful
Eyes shut tight facing the day with true fears
Look in the mirror trying to be free
Running down her cheeks wiping away tears
Facing the mirror seeing it all clear
What others think of her she does not see
Eyes shut tight facing the day with true fears
Lies told between two people in her ears
Everyone tells her she holds the true key
Running down her cheeks wiping away tears
She is surrounded by the truth with peers
Wind spreading the news through a pretty tree
Eyes shut tight facing the day with true fears
Friends show her beauty was with her for years
Beauty rest in her sole deep in the sea
Running down her cheeks wiping away tears
Showing that she can understand she hears
Facing the mirror for the last time free
Eyes shut tight facing the day with true fears
Running down her cheeks wiping away tears
I wrote this poem about two years ago now. I still to this day believe every word that was written. Granted I am almost two years older. But the negative things that were said to me will never leave me. No matter what I say or think about myself. Those hurtful words will still haunt how I see myself. If I feel grate and look grate in an hour or so I will deny that I even said I looked grate.
Scary Minds
Alone in a crowded room
No one cares enough to help
Listening to lies rather the truth
Dark and scary minds
Think too much, dark clouds
Ignoring the truth
People don’t understand
Trying hard to believe
Wanting to see the beauty
They care, my mind won’t let them in
Here is another one I wrote for a class. They may not be the best but it shows how I really feel about myself.
