Jul 2013
I'm sorry
I'm not pretty,
skinny,
or perfect.
I stare
at everyone walking by,
wishing that I could have
their qualities.
I hate myself
everyday
for who I am...
because I'm not
perfect
One day,
everything changed.
I would walk with
my head held high.
Smiling.
I embraced my flaws.
I was able to look
at myself,
and accept
everything
that I am.
At that moment,
I truly
loved
myself.
And for a change,
I was happy.
Truly. Happy.
I'm not pretty,
skinny,
or perfect.
I stare
at everyone walking by,
wishing that I could have
their qualities.
I hate myself
everyday
for who I am...
because I'm not
perfect
One day,
everything changed.
I would walk with
my head held high.
Smiling.
I embraced my flaws.
I was able to look
at myself,
and accept
everything
that I am.
At that moment,
I truly
loved
myself.
And for a change,
I was happy.
Truly. Happy.
This poem gets a little bit deeper and also shows you my insecure side, it's a little bit old. It shows here that I was able to accept my flaws.. well I guess everything has changed because I hate everything about myself. But you're beautiful and I love you <3
Alexis xoxo
Alexis xoxo
