I know that insecurity isn't pretty,
Heather Leather
Heather Leather
Jul 12, 2014      Jul 13, 2014

I know that insecurity isn't pretty,
which is how I also know that I'm not beautiful

I don't even know. I saw a poem on how a lot of girls fake insecurity to ask for attention and I agree that it's wrong; but then I thought what about the girls who are actually insecure? So...yeah. Am I explaining myself right? No? Oh well, I almost never do.
Heather Valvano
Heather Valvano
Aug 2, 2014

I don't let flowers bloom because I'm scared of weeds.

#10w   #insecurity  
Insecurity isn't an attention seeking excuse.
Abi Moss
Aug 2, 2014      Aug 4, 2014

Insecurity isn't an attention seeking excuse.
Its something we do without noticing and other people get concerned..
I don't understand.

Everyone takes insecurity the wrong way. And it bugs me.
#alone   #help   #insecurity  
Gabriel J Arsante
Gabriel J Arsante
May 11, 2014      May 12, 2014

All of you were my whole existence
My life line – my sanity
You didn't know my inner world
I may have spoken of dancing
Wanting to stand on mountain tops
You put me high on a golden pedestal
“You can do anything!” you said with admiration
I wasn't the one you believed me to be
I wasn't your savior or your superhero
Inside my fears were magnifying
Like a bubble that would burst
A ticking time bomb
Nothing to hold on to
Rolling down hill
Faster and faster
Scratches, cuts and bruises
Black and blue
Broken bones
Inside and out
I was never coming back
but I am still here
...terrified you won’t like me anymore...

Ok, so all of my (bad) poetry is based on my life... feelings I've had or have... this is just one of them
Jackeline Chacon
Jackeline Chacon
Aug 10, 2014

You say you love me

But I know you like her

And you still wonder why

I live so deeply insecure

#self   #sad   #depressed   #insecure   #ugly   #angry   #mad   #low   #insecurity   #esteem  
May 11, 2014      May 13, 2014

Oh, woman, dear, don’t be so insecure;
You’re only hurting yourself when you are insecure.

Look  at the mirror and see how beautiful you are,
You don’t need to feel bad and to be insecure.

When you see others smile and happy in their lives,
Can’t you just smile for them and not feel insecure?

When someone deserves a prize, an award for his deed,
Would you aim to claim it because you’re insecure?

When someone stands now in a place where you dream,
Would you pull him down there when you feel insure?

When someone’s being praised for an excellent work,
Would you make some sour grapes- deeds of an insecure?

Yes, you are stealing a moment of your own joy,
Every moment that you’re jealous and you feel insecure.


A Ghazal is a poem that is made up like an odd numbered chain of couplets, where each couplet is an independent poem. It should be natural to put a comma at the end of the first line. The Ghazal has a refrain of one to three words that repeat, and an inline rhyme that preceedes the refrain. Lines 1 and 2, then every second line, has this refrain and inline rhyme, and the last couplet should refer to the authors pen-name... The rhyming scheme is AA bA cA dA eA etc.

Credits to: http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/ghazal.html
#insecure   #joy   #steal   #weakness   #greed   #insecurity  
Gavin Barnard
Gavin Barnard
Oct 22, 2014

When I was in the darkest places
I would just shrug it off like nothing.
When I tripped and scrapped my knees
I would walk it off like nothing.
When I heard hateful words towards me
I wouldn't care like it meant nothing.

But now, all of this has changed…

When I'm in the darkest places
I cry and want a hug from you.
When I trip and scrape my knees
I lay down and wish for a kiss from you.
When I hear hateful words towards me,
I sit alone in darkness and make myself bleed

All because of you.

#hate   #teenager   #dark   #blood   #you   #childhood   #insecurity  
Natalie Hart
Natalie Hart
Nov 16, 2014

all these pretty people
with fucking flawless skin
unblemished bodies
to contain their confident
loving souls
i look in the mirror
and i cry
i can't take what looks back at me
its agonizing imperfections
and taunting discontentment
tonight i want to die
but i won't tomorrow
so i hold on
despite hating myself entirely

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