I can no longer lie,
I am not okay
I am a mess
Yes, I talk.
But I am still a mess.
You don't get it!
None of you do.
You're not in my head,
Who wants to take a trip in my head?
I can no longer lie,
I am not okay.
Here goes nothing, I suppose.
The pain never goes away,
The voice in my mind is always screaming at me
"You're not good enough, failure."
"You're nothing but a problem."
"You're not worth a penny."
"You will never be the right girl."
"Lose weight."
"You have nobody."
"Nobody cares about you."
"Everybody you love/ care about either walks out, or dies."
"Loser."
That's only a fraction of it all.
Of the pain.
It hurts,
So much.
I can no longer lie,
I am not okay.
I'm tired of looking in the mirror,
I'm tired of seeing all of the imperfections,
I'm tired of seeing worthless written all over me.
I just want it all to stop.
I want to be loved for who I am, for what I have to offer,
To be accepted.
Not verbally abused,
Not to see all my imperfections, but instead see everything I am good at,
That I am beautiful in my own way.
I can no longer lie,
I am not okay.
I'm not who you want me to be,
I'm not even what I want to be.
I'm just a girl, who has no clue anymore.
I'm confused,
Do I be the girl you want, 'the genius'?
Or do I be the artistic, creative girl that I want to be?
I wish you could understand the voice in my head.
That you would allow me to open up to you.
I need that help sometimes.
But I have it with a 'professional'.
But i can't tell him everything, I'm tired of being labelled, and judged.
I can't tell you any of this,
I can only write it.
Is that okay?
Is that accepted?
I can no longer lie,
I am not okay.
RING
RING
RING
"Would you accept me for who I am?"
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