Poetry----
I am insecure
I am so insecure
insecure of everything in my life,
I am always on a thin line, afraid to slip and get hurt.
My sensitivity gets the best of me and leaves me with familiar tear drops.
I am insecure of my friendships,
afraid of losing friends because I believe am so easily replaceable.
So I try effortlessly to make sure I stay,
to make sure I prove that am worthy.
But why do I have prove that I am worthy?
My insecurity ...
This same insecurity is the reason I scrutinize my body so much,
why my stretch marks are no longer pleasing to the eye,
why my thickness, my curves, and what makes me a woman is seen as too much,
My insecurity is why a little action or word can stick around replaying in my head
and hurting me for so long.
Its why my level of sensitivity is so High.
I am so insecure about who I am
so afraid of not receiving love
I am insecure but am trying to accept and love myself.
I'm on my own journey to self love.
----
Do not ever let insecurity weigh you down,
you are beautiful, worthy and deserving
and you have to believe that first.
xx
Day17
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