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May 2018
I think
  what I found the hardest
was to love myself
if I wasn't even
one person

I was a different person
  with different people
      and a different person
       to me

I think what I hated
  was not being loved
or maybe I was
  but just not for being
the person
   that I see

I think what hurt
was the art of never knowing
what person I would be
with all these
   different pictures
painted around me

But most of all I think
  that if I want to love
I need to love me.
  and to do that

I need to be the person
that
      I
         see.

and not who
you want me
to
be.
Antares Cliff
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Antares Cliff
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     Fawn, --- and Dimitrios Sarris
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