There's a voice lingering in me
Saying I'm disgusting
I'm trying to make it nothing
So it can no longer hurt me
But I give it more power
And I feel weak
Cowering in it's shadow
Where did I go
I lost myself in the fear
I became the shadow
This is a part of me
My creation
I can take control
I just need the energy
To step in front of me
And scold
My monstrosity
I may feel smaller
But I'm not meek
I can still stand up
And speak
I'll focus on positive things
Until you can no longer touch me
And I feel safe in this body
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Just A Dream?
PoetryPoetry from a junior, but with a snazzier title and an illustrated cover.