ConfidenceA Poem by emodemon666
What's confidence?
Is it when those girls prance around the school like they own the place with their nose in the are sending me sideways glances and glares? Is it when someone say their better than me, or I'm ugly, or fat, or a f****t? Is it when someone brags to me about their looks, grades, money, or family? Is it when I look in the mirror and don't recognize myself? Is it when I started to change privately for gym? Is it when people complain to me about getting compliments, or being popular, or having friends, or being like everyone else? Is it when those girls where shorts too short and tell me to stop when I wasn't even talking to them? Is it all those people who think and act like their better but in reality, I've been through hell and back, and they've just seen a mall? I don't know if I really know anyone who's truly confident. I know people who just make up insecurities because they want attention. I know pretty people who have money and friends and still say they want to die. Who am I to judge, I mean, if those people think so little of me, then those prissy and perfect people who want all eyes on them must be right. Right?
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Added on September 7, 2018 Last Updated on September 7, 2018 Authoremodemon666AboutI am 13, pansexual, pagan, and bi-gender/gender curious. I love to read and listen to music. I also love singing and drawing. Music is my lifeline. I would possibly die without it. I love to sing, pla.. more..Writing
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