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Dec 2014
I used to think my looks were less than stellar
like people think Im something that dwells in the cellar
I used to hate my body because it attracted nobody
I used to hate my face because I felt like a disgrace  
It felt like fate and god did I hate
I felt like a loser because I couldn’t loose her
I felt so weak I couldn’t stand on my feet
I used to believe all that they speak
I used to feel so alone when I sleep
I was tired of life I gave it a thought
I was tired of living Id fought my fight
I had seen the light that was unbelievably bright
my anxiety melted away and for once didn’t return the next day
my head held high it was my time to fly
I sprouted wings just to give it a try
Ive lost the one I thought I loved
Ive never felt more at piece
I’ve never been so happy
to see
someone is
in true love with
me
matt
Written by
matt
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