Love ?
What Is Love ?
I Never Felt Loved.
To Me Love Was Just A Word.
A Word People Would Just Throw Around,Like It Was Nothing.
Why Is It So Hard To Love Me ?
Am I Not Worth It ?
Don't I Deserve It ?
Or Do You Just Love Using Me For My Kindness.
Do Like You Like Walking Over Me ?
Whenever You Feel Like It ?
Whenever You Want ?
Why Don't You Love Me ?
They Say Prayer Can Help.
I've Tried .
But Look At Me,Crying And Deserted.
I Feel Incomplete.
So Out Of Place.
Like I Don't Belong Here.
Do I Belong Here ?
Do I Deserve Love ?
Am I Worth It ?
What Is Love ?
Can Some One Tell Me.
Cause I Don't Feel Loved.
Can Some One Tell Me Why Am I So Vulnerable.
Why Did I Let People Walk Over Me ?
People Ask Me,Why Are You So Mean.
And It Upsets Me,Especially If Your One Of The People Who THOUGHT They Could Walk Over Me.
I Used To Wanna Change Myself.
Used To Always Wanna Be With The Popular Kids.
THOUGHT I Had Real Friends.
THOUGHT I Could I Trust Everyone.
But They've Proved Me Wrong.
Maybe I'm Not As Thick As The Next Girl.
Maybe I Do Cut Myself.
Maybe I'm Imperfect.
But At The End Of The Day,I Have More Self-Respect Than You Can Ever Have.
So Call Me Crazy.
Go Ahead Call Me Psychotic.
Yasss I'm That Chick.
Fierce,Independent,Beautiful In And Out,Imperfect,Weird.
Yeah That's Me.
And You Mad Cause You Can't Be Like Me.
Forget Love.
It's Me,Myself & I Till The Very End.
So What's Love ?
---I Am Not A Word,
I Am Not A Line,
I Am Not A Girl That Could Ever Be Defined.
Date - March 3
- This Poem Was Written During A Time Of Depression .
I Am Completely Free From Self Harm & Suicide .
And If You Ever Want To Talk About Your Problems Just Comment Below Or Whatever .