You cannot tell me I am not unlovable
When everybody in life
Chooses to leave
I am not the favorite stuffed animal
That you sleep with every single night
I am the doll who looks nice in the store
But after a few weeks of play
You toss me to the side
Forgotten and lonely in the bottom of the toy box
I am not pretty painting that is hung in the gallery
For the world to admire
I am the painting you impulse bought
And hung up in the basement where no one goes
Forgotten and dying to be seen
I am not the favorite soft knit sweater
That you wear on a daily basis
I am the shirt you bought because I was on clearance
That you will eventually toss to the bottom of your closet
Begging once more to be useful
I may be likeable
But I will never be loveable
I will forever be the person you eventually toss to the side
And maybe it's time I got use to it
YOU ARE READING
Maybe I don't want to be fixed
PoetryThis is just a book of all my poems. Sorry it's so sad. UPDATE: This book will be going through some editing. I'll be taking out and adding some new poems to replace the ones I don't like. Thank you all for reading.
