What do you see in me, for I am ugly and battered? What do you see in me, for I am broken and torn? What do you see in me, for I am a mess.
Thoughts like that keep me awake.
What do you see in me, for I have so many flaws?
What do you see in me, for I have so much baggage?
Why do you call me beautiful when I know I'm but a hideous monster.
Why do you project on me, I am not the person you're looking for.
I'm just a boy, except not even a real one. I run from my problems and avoid conflict at all cost.
Why do you kiss me?
What do you see in me, for I am merely a coward and a liar?
I have made so many stories portraying my greatness, but they are all flase. Don't trust me, for I am a dirty liar.
What do you see in me, for my body is not right?
I'm a boy, but not a real one.
What do you see in me, for I'm a disaster? So much thoughts, running in my head all the time, never stopping.
What do you see in me?
You don't see anything, because I'm not who you're looking for.
Poems and Such
By JC_JustCRAZY
Short poems and stories, written in the spur of a moment, when inspiration had struck me More