Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

My True Self

I write poems about empowerment

About never giving up.

But tonight, I feel weak.

I feel like a nuisance

I feel like a crybaby

I feel like a snitch

I feel like every terrible name everyone has ever called me

And I have never felt more like myself

:( :( :(

Request permission to use this poem
Written by
whitney-b
American
Published
May 17, 2013
Lines·Words
9·51
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell whitney-b how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write