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If I asked you what you loved what would you say? Can I guess? Your mother, father, brother, sister Reading, writing, singing Music, friends Everything The list could go on and on am I right? I think I am. But. How long would it take you to say the most important one Minutes? Hours? Days? Years? Ever? Would you be able to say it Could you even say it How long would it take you to say myself I love myself For some   It never happens Why you ask? How could someone not love themselves? I think you know. But you just don't want too. You don't want to see it, hear it. But I'm going to tell you. Whether you like it or not. So Why? Why is because when she looks in the mirror All she sees is an ugly face An ugly body And ugly soul How could she love such an ugly being? Why is because when she lies awake at 3 in the morning All her insecurities attack her All her doubts, her worries Flood her every thought, drowning everything else out How could she love such a weak pathetic being? So you ask why some will never be able to say "I love myself" This is Why These are the thoughts going through their heads The thoughts that never leave them alone
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Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 12:40 PM UTC
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If I asked you what you loved what would you say? Can I guess? Your mother, father, brother, sister Reading, writing, singing Music, friends Everything The list could go on and on am I right? I think I am. But. How long would it take you to say the most important one Minutes? Hours? Days? Years? Ever? Would you be able to say it Could you even say it How long would it take you to say myself I love myself For some   It never happens Why you ask? How could someone not love themselves? I think you know. But you just don't want too. You don't want to see it, hear it. But I'm going to tell you. Whether you like it or not. So Why? Why is because when she looks in the mirror All she sees is an ugly face An ugly body And ugly soul How could she love such an ugly being? Why is because when she lies awake at 3 in the morning All her insecurities attack her All her doubts, her worries Flood her every thought, drowning everything else out How could she love such a weak pathetic being? So you ask why some will never be able to say "I love myself" This is Why These are the thoughts going through their heads The thoughts that never leave them alone
How long would it take you to say 'myself' Minutes, Hours, Days, Years, Ever
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Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 12:40 PM UTC
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