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Often, when I’ve escaped the strain, The weight, the freight, burdening encumbrance Of human society, community unleashed, Profound distress, and a bit on the side— I’ll contemplate Of their judgements unknown, Their penetrating, presumptuous eyes— They tell me they love me, reputation irrelevant, Trespasses, failures, habits—all disregarded, And still I laze in my quaking of Sleeplessness from apprehension Pondering their thoughts obscured by their words Heavens, a shrieking invasion! Please don’t take that as the slightest indication That I’m in any case a half-benevolent essence of them all My ruminations drenched with a display of myself, my actions, my appearance That’s proof enough that I can’t occupy a moment without me as the focal point How can anyone be so vain Low self-esteem shall consume my life, my breath, And all of those thoughts, So soon to drain...
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 7:38 PM UTC
Low Self-Esteem
Often, when I’ve escaped the strain, The weight, the freight, burdening encumbrance Of human society, community unleashed, Profound distress, and a bit on the side— I’ll contemplate Of their judgements unknown, Their penetrating, presumptuous eyes— They tell me they love me, reputation irrelevant, Trespasses, failures, habits—all disregarded, And still I laze in my quaking of Sleeplessness from apprehension Pondering their thoughts obscured by their words Heavens, a shrieking invasion! Please don’t take that as the slightest indication That I’m in any case a half-benevolent essence of them all My ruminations drenched with a display of myself, my actions, my appearance That’s proof enough that I can’t occupy a moment without me as the focal point How can anyone be so vain Low self-esteem shall consume my life, my breath, And all of those thoughts, So soon to drain...
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 7:38 PM UTC
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