I can hear there whispers
loud and clear
about how i stink or how I'm weird
they don't really like me
but i wanted them to
but what have i done to them
to deserve that hate
i know i stink I'm big so i sweat a little more but i can wear more deodorant
I know I'm weird and I'm sorry please don't leave
I can be less annoying please don't go
please except me , i can fit in
i can talk less
i can talk quieter
i can be more mature
i can quit knowing all the answers
i can quit reading so much
i can watch more sports
i can play harder
i can fit in so please except me
it gets lonely on the outside
it hurts how they hate because they don't understand
I sometimes want to stop being who i am but i can't even when i want to
so instead
they plant doubt in my head
and
insecurities
pain
sadness
anger
and hurt
and willed peer pressure like a sword
and i was dumb enough to call them my friend s
but they only wanted me to change
and when i needed there help , and they weren't there for me in the end
the rest of the world already wanted me to fit in and change
so i had no refuge
to run to
worst i let them make it hard for me to
look at myself in the mirror
because i wasn't accepted by them i thought it was my fault
so i couldn't accept myself
but they all left and scattered as soon as the wind started to really blow
not even bothering to pretend any more
that left cracks in my trust
so to you former friends what gives you the right to deem me
ugly
annoying
weird
fat
unnecessary
unimportant
unneeded
unwanted
but now i see that i am fine the way i am and that your the ones with the problem
and i know its not right but i really hate you because
now i hold everyone at a distance
just recently letting them close.
even though i have no reason not to trust them
i still don't fill them completely in on what's going on
but I'm getting there because they actually care
and don't tell me to change or be different from what i am because who I AM is pretty dam great
so to all you who are where i was
whith doubt constantly ringing in your ears
just now that they are the weird one for getting satisfaction from seeing you in pain
YOU ARE READING
The other side
PoetryThis is a collection of my poems some happy some sad it just full of the poems ive written so help vent