Insecurity
In a world full of ugliness, lies, and deceit.
From my mother's mouth "I hate you." "You're the devil." "You're flat chested.""You're a *****.""You're fat."
From the beautiful, voluptuous, intelligent girls, I compare myself to
From my ex-boyfriends, who made jokes about my body
I'll never be good enough, because society has a distorted view of how we should look, act, think, and feel.
Social media has plagued our minds with irrelevant garbage and has provided a stage for public degradation.
We are victims to its unexplainable gander.
With such a heavy influence on appearance, people everywhere are striving to look like celebrities.
With the promotion of insecurity, loving yourself is one of the hardest challenges to conquer.
Telling yourself "I'm worthy," is inconceivable.
We consume ourselves with obsessions, making confidence unachievable.
It's an endless cycle of demeaning others to make ourselves feel adequate.
We can also choose to cope with self harm or suicide.
The utterance, "No one can save you, but yourself."
Very few people reap positivity.
Very few people will encourage you.
Dehumanizing you
Humiliating you
Degrading you
Try not to feel angry,
Try not to feel depressed.
Maybe one day we'll overcome this, but self-loathing is what we do best.
This is a draft, not a poem. Sorry for the ranting.