The inner and outter sides of me
On the outside many think they know me. You are such a strong woman, so beautiful, talented, and wonderfully blessed. My inner self always speaks out saying how weak of a person I am, disgustingly ugly,not artistic in anyway, shape, or form,and if you keep on believing to be blessed just watch all of what else I will take from you. So hard to decipher between the two if only I could believe what my outter self portrays. So many struggles I am dealing with leaves me with nothing but the feeling of torment, heartache, and pain.To believe in myself I thinks scares me the most because maybe just maybe what I always portrayed to be true really was all along.
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