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

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.
Gabriel J Arsante
Gabriel J Arsante
May 11      May 12

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
Mutilated
Inside and out
Desperation
Insanity
F
E
A
R
I was never coming back
but I am still here
Again
...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
Poulami
Poulami
Jun 11      Jun 11

Everybody feels insecure.
Some people just do a better job
Of hiding it.

It's true, though, isn't it?
Dhaye
Dhaye
May 11      May 13

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.

Ghazal

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  
Jess
Jess
May 23

When I hear
Those despicable words
Out of your mouth
When you make that
Deplorable question
Spew from your lips
"If you think you're ugly and fat, what does that make me?"
My brain wants to snap
You know me well
So you should know
That I see beauty in everyone
Everyone is fine the way they are
Sparkling with wonder
Radiating with elegance
Especially you, my friend
Just not me
I'm the exception
But you don't seem
To understand that
And take it
As a personal attack

Personal
Mariah
Apr 10      Apr 12

You
Make
Me
Insecure
By
The
Games
You
Play
With
My
Mind

I hate insecurity
Anonymously Unknown
Anonymously Unknown
Jul 10      Jul 11

I hate insecurity
The voice in my head
Saying I suck
Saying I'll never be good enough
I want to not be bothered by it
But it's hard
When I agree with it

Writing poetry is the only time I get the feeling of insecurity
#doubt   #insecure   #voices  
Daniel Luke Nelson
Daniel Luke Nelson
Dec 19, 2011

If you feel insecure
You are not being Yourself
You are only lying to Yourself

everybody feels insecure
some people
just do a better job of hiding it

(c.m.h)

ative, such a waste of time and energy. Insecurity... the thing that destroys relationship
Classy J
Classy J
Jul 6      Jul 7

so dangerous, so destructive, so isolative, such a waste of time and energy. Insecurity... the thing that destroys relationships, self confidence, and innocence. Oh, it's not just puberty, it effects all ages. Why do I let you effect me, why do I have to care what other people think of me, why do I strive for people's approval, why can't I be ok with myself, why do I care about things I've never cared about before. Why I am jealous of some person's cooler stuff, why can't I be appreciative about what I already have? Why am so intimidated of higher powers. Why do I care if somebody's better than me at something. Insecurity, it all comes down to Insecurity.

 
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