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Nick Moser Apr 2016
I’ve been told I need to be a bit more confident in my life.

And boy, ain’t that the gospel ******* truth?

My whole life I’ve been afraid of pretty much everything.

Doctor’s offices, monsters, the dark, strangers, death, sickness, spiders,
Basically everything.

But, alas, I’ve been told I need to be more confident.

Is it really that easy?

Is it really that easy to look at myself in the mirror and not hate the image looking back?
Is it really easy to live a healthy life and not be afraid of diseases or death?
Is it really easy to tell the girl I like that I like her and not be afraid of her response?

Of course it is.

But all I need is a little more confidence.
Because in my life, I have none.

I’m overweight.
I don’t particularly like the way I look.
And I’ve never had a girl.
But why am I writing about all of this instead of saying it to everyone’s faces?

Well, because I always feel most confident when I am writing.
CONFIDENCE.
Lucy Apr 2016
I know you’ve been told that you’re not pretty
That your hair is too short
And you’re not witty
Your nose is too wide
And you smile too much
But above all, you rose

I know they say your eyes are too plain
And you have a round face with big ol’ lips
But pretty girl, those are all lies

I know they say your skin is too dark
And that you try too hard
But what a bore it is to be anyone but you

I’m here to say
Your beauty is greater than the nile
And there’s no mile left to go
You’ll reach your final journey
And when you do, Pretty girl
I promise you’ll never be lonely

They may curse your name
And hate on you
But I believe you can handle the worse
Because while your enemies hate
And your lover cheats
That doesn’t determine your fate
And when you think there’s nothing more you can take
You will recover

I know you’ve been told you don’t matter
And no one will miss you when you’re gone
And that you’re not smart enough
Or nobody likes you
Which may have made your heart race
But above all, you rose

And Pretty girl?
Your nose is perfect
Your smile is beautiful
And you will be picked first

Pretty girl, you’re more witty
Than the entire city
And your eyes hold history in them
Don’t listen to that liar

Pretty girl, your face is wonderful
Your lips are fantastic
And nobody can take your place
There’s simply no race
No arguments?
I think I rest my case

Pretty girl, your skin is alluring
And your confidence is not a sin
And the way the sun dances on your skin
And makes you glow
Simply makes everything flow

Why would you want to be anybody else?
You’re already a shining star
And a key that opens any lock
Don’t mind those who mock
There’s nobody more special than you
Oh, how I wished you believed it true

Pretty girl, you’ve already won  
So flaunt your pretty self
And leave your haters feeling sore
And begging for more

Don’t you see, pretty girl?
Those liars tried
So here’s a toast
For all your troubles
Because above all, you rose.
Dennise K Mar 2016
raise a toast to the girl who had her heart broken but continues to give the pieces to those who ask.
a pat on the back to the girl who despite being stabbed before, stands tall.
congratulations to the girl who has had her trust broken but gives more than she takes.
a round of applause to the girl who shouts over the voices of disapproval to yell, I am worthy.
to the girl who puts her heart on the line when she is well aware of the uncertainty of the outcome, this one is for you.
you are more than you know and stronger than you believe
Annie McLaughlin Mar 2016
At the end of the day
I will feel good in my own skin
At the end of the day
I will be satisfied with who I am
At the end of the day
I will have survived another disaster
At the end of the day
I will look to myself and matter
At the end of the day
Im going to be okay
The Bard Mar 2016
In bustling streets I walk alone,
Along paths of grey stone.

This feeling I have not known,
But within these walls I have grown,
To you this will be shown.
pam Feb 2016
I JUST REALIZED THAT CRYING OVER SOMEONE YOU ALREADY LOST
WONT MAKE THEM COME BACK.
SO WHY ON EARTH DO I KEEP LOCKING MYSELF IN AN EMPTY ROOM
WHILE REMINISCING THE THINGS WE USED TO DO
WHY DO I KEEP CRYING AND EATING ALL MY FEELINGS OUT
WHEN I CAN GO OUT THERE
AND SHOW ALL THESE ******* THAT I DO KNOW BETTER
BUT I JUST CHOSE TO WAIT
AND NOW THAT IM DONE WAITING
I'LL LET Y'ALL SEE
WHAT Y'ALL LOST.

- PD
i wish i realized this before i cried an ocean for you.
ThatSynGirl Feb 2016
The days I've wasted comparing myself
Could've gone to building my own skill wealth

To my own talent, blind, only focused on them
Thought no value in me, but believing them gems.

Rack my brains, put on masks, try to emulate all.
Climbed their ladders, not mine, and everytime, fall.

"Why can't I be like these people so great?"
Listen, you are, but their gifts aren't your fate.

You've been looking around, never looking inside.
You've got talent galore, but it's something you hide.

Learn from them but don't try to become what they are.
They aren't you, YOU are you. You're the best You by far.

We've got plenty of Thems, we don't need any more.
What we need is a YOU. Never had one before.

They were each gifted talents unique in their own.
We can't all do the special things others have shown.

But neither can they do the things you can do.
That's why they're YOUR talents. It's what makes you YOU.
Katherine Laslie Feb 2016
I think I
Am doing fine
After all the ****
I've done

I will stand above
My mistakes
My past
Those I miss
To conquer the
Despair within

I think I
Am satisfied
Relying on me
Myself
And I

Because who better
Is there to trust,
Than myself?
Especially when
I have no one else

I think I
Am doing fine
Going through the motions
I try to live my life

Looking back,
I'm still alive
Even after all the times
I almost took my life

I am doing fine
And, sure as hell
I'll make it out alive
Agnes Angelina Feb 2016
Don't need to explain anything to anyone about your self.
People knows you are good if you're good.

Even the sky is never tell anyone that its high*...
But they KNOW it.
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