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Nov 2017
I'm uncomfortable in my own skin
I seek definitions that do not apply
I search for answers lost in echos
My eyes reflect a being I do not know
The mold does not fit the structure
I just hope my foundation last
Every question seems to lessen my worth
Love the differences embrace the battle
This becomes a disheartening journey
Chasing myself in my room
Up the walls thru my window
I look up arms pleading that I find IT
The one answer to it all
That one that sows the different pieces
Making me whole and bearable
I hope to look at myself without disgust
Without fear without caution
I hope to touch my face and love it's meaning
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