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Jun 2013
She told me I'm pretty,
Enough so to be on tv.
I couldn't help but laugh at that;
It felt good to know what she sees,
But it doesn't mean a thing.
Easy to see she's just a lying ***,
So why should I trust what she says?
She just knows what she needs to show
To get me weak,
To get me to stay,
To try to build me up,
So she can break me away.
I don't even know her like that,
And no way I want her to stick around.
But it was still nice to hear her say it,
Not used to that kind of sound.
So I can pretend that she was honest,
And that it wasn't just some lie,
But it's hard to fool myself,
So why even try?
Met a girl who I started flirting with. We hung out and she called me pretty. It felt good in the moment because I don't get that very often. Then I thought about how much of a *** she is so I shouldn't even believe that that was her honest opinion. Low self esteem with facts to back up this situation.
Nicole
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Nicole  28/Non-binary/Wisconsin
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