Warnings: Low self-esteem/self-hate
It seems like everywhere I go
Some happy couple waves hello
And I am happy for them, though,
I cannot help but want to know:
When will I have someone too?
Is there something I must do?
Am I too much or not enough?
Do I not have all the right stuff?
Are my date-standards set too high?
Or is it 'cause my jokes are dry?
Should I just go get out there more?
Or maybe exercise my core?
Is it because I talk a lot?
Perhaps it's 'cause I am not hot?
Do I need to tone down my laugh?
Should I just cut my weight in half?
Am I too pushy or too loud?
Or do I sometimes act too proud?
Is it because I'm not that cool?
Maybe because I'm still in school?
Yes I could list a thousand things
For why I have no set of rings
But maybe my next list should be
A list of good things about me
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Poems to Leave Streaks of Ink
PoetryAnd I'd rage at the monsters, But that's the task of fools, Who cannot bring themselves to know, Monsters are humans' tools... I write poems like this, just usually longer...feel free to give some of them a read:)
