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  Apr 2015 Sofia Hinay
mg
you  make me hate myself
more than i already do.


m.g.
  Apr 2015 Sofia Hinay
Chaos
I can't help but hate myself
For who I am
I wish I was prettier or smarter
But I'm not
I'm nothing that you want me to be
I'm useless and pathetic
And all I see in the mirror
Is a dead reflection
I can't help it
So don't try to fix me
I'm broken beyond repair
And nothing you do can change
The hatred I feel for myself
  Apr 2015 Sofia Hinay
Cory Meece
Sometimes i just don't feel like im really there
Sitting in class with this ridiculous blank stare
Giving people the impression that i just don't care.. but i do
I often times hate myself and im sure you hate me to
I mean it's not like i talk anyways ...
I feel like nobody really knows the real me , what goes on in my head, and how i truly feel... i put on this front and try my hardest to hold onto one thing that made me atleast a tad bit happy for as long as possible so i don't brang people down .. but at the same timw when i do talk and i am in an amazing mood i feel like what i say doesn't really matter like ... everything i say is stupid and i feel like saying "im funny i promise i wasn't being serious" with this fake smile ....
  Apr 2015 Sofia Hinay
Nameless
Something is horribly wrong with me.
Everyone can see it.
They will not tell me.
Because you can see it.
But me,
Myself cannot.
  Apr 2015 Sofia Hinay
jealous
every time he look at me
or looked me in the eye
i felt my insecurities screaming
i wanted him to look away
but then again i did not .

i felt him looking at my nose,
oh its painful for me to even right that .

but the thing is every day he would tell me that i looked stunning that day .
he told me i was beautiful every day .
he told me that i was perfect .
for once in my life it felt as if all my insecurities went away

but no matter how many times he will call me beautiful, gorgeous, stunning and perfect ,
my insecurities will forever stay
and no matter how many people call me pretty or beautiful ,
**** how i will remember all of them that called me ugly and pointed out my insecurities as well .
terrible poem , did this is a minute .
  Apr 2015 Sofia Hinay
Haley
I build a wall of insecurities
That may never be crossed
Because if the wall is weakened
My feelings get tumbled and tossed

I never mean to put up guard
But I can’t help it sometimes
I’m afraid of getting hurt
When people start crossing lines

I never wanted to come off mean
I just put up my wall
I only end up hating myself
I never wanted to hurt you at all

I refuse to let anyone close
I’ll only push you away
If I ever seem bitter to you
It’s only because I’m afraid

My insecurities protect me
Or so it may seem to be
Because when my wall comes crumbling down
Nobodies hurt but me

— The End —